stairwell accompaniment:Turin Brakes- Rain City

(Pick up the pace.)
And we fought smiles over which of us got what and when.
It's the possibility that this life is going to break us into pieces, knock us reeling and silly with painful joy. I hope it puts a grin on your tired late-night face, a postage stamp on your love. And I say I need a new word for all this. Let's build something good that we can't see with our eyes and be suprised when it's our turn to die, realizing we did all the things we really care about.
And if I wake up years from now with you lying next to me, let that be your answer. Let's give the sun no choice but to rise: even if it had to find out what would happen next. We're alive now, yes, for sure, ready or not--searching for something undeniable.