Myopic Books

American Music Club

One day I left my room in the evening

It was freezing, a sidewalk shining

But it was okay - I wasn’t lonely

I wasn’t no one, I was just hoping

for a bookstore like the one I prayed for

and the music they’d play there would be Dinosaur Jr.

and the people who worked there would be super skinny

and super unfriendly - and that would make me happy

That would make me happy

And what really kills me is I’m only lonely

when I talk to you, yeah I should have told you

I just can’t handle your endless sorrow

All I wanted from you was some tomorrow

But it’s okay - I’ll find a bookstore

and buy Saul Bellow

and one about old ruins for my mother

You never met her - she liked Manhattans

They taste like mouthwash

She understood how to be alone, all alone

All alone

Maybe the worst is over

Maybe the worst is over

Maybe the worst is over

Maybe the worst is over

One day I left my room in the evening

The sun had just gone down, but the sky was still shining

and not even the stars out, up in their heaven

could throw their ashes on the blue still burning

over this ugly city - and that makes me happy

and that makes me happy

and that makes me happy

that makes me happy.