I know I know, I’m a bad blogger.  I didn’t blog last night!  I always get such tremedous guilt when I neglect my blog for a day.  I imagine my beloved readers clicking over here, hoping for some inanity, and instead getting nothing but yesterday’s news.  Sorry about that.  Wes and I had to run to the store for some lettuce (don’t ask), and then there was laundry to fold and dinner to help with and a puppy to feed and before I knew it Wes and I were relaxing on the couch and I didn’t want to get up.

This means that you get two posts today!  Woo hoo!  Maybe.  If you’re into that kind of thing.  If not, just pretend this post went up last night and everybody wins, savvy?

The topic for this post was inspired by a song I heard this morning.  It’s always struck me as a really strange song, one that is completely creepy but doesn’t sound like it at all.  It’s one of those songs you sing along to until you realize what you’re singing and then you stop because oh my gosh I don’t really agree with that at all oops.

If you’re familiar at all with Death Cab for Cutie, a lot of their songs are like that.  I have their album “Plans” and it’s all very pretty until you read the lyrics, which are predominantly tragic.  That’s ok, though.  I like the album well enough anyway.

The song that was playing this morning, “I Will Possess Your Heart”, just strikes me as vaguely menacing.  Like it’s being sung by some desperate guy who will resort to drugging you if necessary.  The song is couched in some eloquent lyrics, however, so the menace is tough to spot.  Like a dirty syringe hiding in a stuffed bear.   Let’s explore the lyrics together, with commentary provided by me:

How I wish you could see the potential

The potential of you and me

It’s like a book elegantly bound

But in a language that you can’t read just yet (Awe, see?  This is pretty!  You’d never suspect this was going to go completely off the rails, would you?)

(Chorus)

You gotta spend some time, love

You gotta send some time with me

And I know that you’ll find love

I will possess your heart (Ok, now I’m thinking I’ll need to take out a restraining order if we ever break up)

(End chorus)

There are days when outside your window

I see my reflection as I slowly pass (Gee, there’s nothing like getting serenaded by a stalker)

And I long for this mirror perspective

When we’ll be lovers, lovers at last (It never even occurs to him that I’m just not interested.  It’s clear he’ll soon deem roofies to be in order)

You reject my advances and desperate pleas (Well, yeah.  You stalk me, talk about possessing me, and ominously decree that we’ll be lovers someday.  You’re darn right I’m gonna reject you, you controlling psycho)

I won’t let you let me down so easily (Oh, is that a fact?  Then I guess it’s no coincidence I’m sleeping with a shotgun under my pillow)

Ok guys, what do you think?  Creepy or cute?

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