Wow.

Just checking out those free cd's I got from work yesterday, and I have definitely made a new discovery. A little group from Ohio called Over the Rhine. Very impressive. Check out these lyrics.

Latter Days

What a beautiful piece of heartache
this has all turned out to be.
Lord knows we've learned the hard way
all about healthy apathy.
And I use these words pretty loosely.
There's so much more to life than words.

There is a me you would not recognize, dear.
Call it the shadow of myself.
And if the music starts before I get there, dance without me.
You dance so gracefully.
I really think I'll be O.K.
They've taken their toll, these latter days.

Nothing like sleeping on a bed of nails.
Nothing much here but our broken dreams.
Ah, but baby, if all else fails,
nothing is ever quite what it seems.
And I'm dying inside to leave you
with more than just cliches.

There is a me you would not recognize, dear.
Call it the shadow of myself.
And if the music starts before I get there, dance without me.
You dance so gracefully.
I really think I'll be O.K.
They've taken their toll, these latter days.

But tell them it's real.
Tell them it's really real.
I just don't have much left to say.
They've taken their toll, these latter days.
They've taken their toll, these latter days.

Gorgeous stuff. I'm inspired. Off to write.