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You Put All Your Hope In My Slim Chance

The Long Winters - “Carparts”

Thanks, Merlin.

I’ve seen every lover leave me the same way,
The harder they are the harder I try.
Well, that’s a lie, but I said it with a smile.

The stars are indifferent to astronomy
And all that we think we know
Mars will salute your autonomy
But he doesn’t need to know
Nada Surf - “Clear Eye Clouded Mind” (The Stars Are Indifferent to Astronomy, 2012)
Who can restrain Pleiades or know the laws of heavenlies?
How many times have we been wrong before?
King’s X - “Pleiades,” Gretchen Goes to Nebraska, 1989
Hope this is what you wanted
Hope this is what you had in mind
Cuz this is what you’re getting
Tool - “Ticks & Leeches,” Lateralus, 2001
One difference between you and I — your heart is inside your head
Yes - “Changes” (90125, 1983)
I wish I was an astronaut.
At the Drive-In - “Hourglass” (In/Casino/Out, 1998)
Wish I could be it
Then I would know what it could be
Wish I could own it
Then I wouldn’t let it all own me
Yeah, I wish I was better
Then I would know just what to do
‘Cause I think that I’m normal
At least on some days I know it’s true
Ty Tabor - “My Own Superstition,” Balance, 2008
Cast away and loose the knot
She’s getting sun on the spot
Where her ring used to be
Before feelings were stronger than our promise
Jughead - “Promise,” Jughead, 2002

Hook me up a new revolution, cause this one is a lie.
Foo Fighters - “Learn to Fly,” There Is Nothing Left to Lose, 1999
And there’s no use in keeping score
‘Cause no one plays fair anymore
Glen Phillips - “Finally Fading,” Winter Pays for Summer, 2005
I used to be a poor man, but now I’m really broke
I used to be the punchline, now I’m everyone’s joke
Neal Morse - “Lost Cause,” Neal Morse, 1999
Why does everything that’s supposed to make me glad
Always make so, so sad?
All I wanna know is why does love taste so bad?
Crunchy - “Aftertaste,” Loserville, 2007
I am not her type
O-Negative is what she likes
Crunchy - “Vampire Girl,” Clown School Dropout, 2003
If your map was torn
Navigate! Navigate!
If your compass broke
Navigate! Navigate!
At the Drive-In - “Lopsided,” In/Casino/Out, 1998

One, two, three
Add without subtraction
Sound on sound
Multiplied reaction
H to O
No flow without the other
Oh, but how
Do we make contact
With one another?

Electricity? Biology?
Seems to me it’s Chemistry

Rush - “Chemistry,” Signals, 1982