Wake up Naked, Drinking Coffee (One of many Valentines Day options)

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From what I understand the Greeks used the same word for poetry and music, which is to say there was no difference in the two. Poetry=music and music=poetry. It wasn't until the Romans that more secular, tasteless music came about; as style replaced substance, art lost its sacredness and was transformed into an exoteric method of entertaining the masses.

So, in honor of the "let's pick an arbitrary date to make people feel either a)lonely or b)obligated to spend $3 on a card (Halmark Conspiracy as I call it) or c)both simulatneously" holiday otherwise known as Valentines Day, I've made a lyrical compendium of good lyrics; ones that return to substance over style. Just find where you fall on the Valentines Chart (there's five--you have to be in there somewhere!), click the link, and either a)send those lyrics to whomever or b)sulk and eat chocolate by yourself or c)both simultaneously.

Where do all of us fall on this list I wonder... Where do I fall, you might wonder? Well, that's between me and the blog... Anyways, find yourself, and don't sink, call whoever (it doesn't have to be Brad) for help. And maybe more...

I. This could be a lot more than just Valentines Day Valentines

She woke from a dream//Her head was on fire//
Why was he so nervous?
He took her to the park//She crossed her arms
And lowered her eyelids
Some day somebody's gonna ask you//A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life//Maybe tonight I've got a question for you
Question-Old 97's

II. Nostalgic Valentines

Wake up naked drinking coffee//Making plans to change the world
While the world is changing us//It was good good love
You used to laugh under the covers//Maybe not so often now
The way I used to laugh with you//Was loud and hard
Stay or Leave-Dave Matthews

III. Neglected, Would-Be Valentines

Oh, I am the man on the side//Hoping you'll make up your mind
I am the one who will swallow his pride//Life as the man on the side
Man on the Side-John Mayer

IV. You and Me are Over Valentines

Nothing breathes here in the cold//Nothing moves or even smiles
I've been thinking some of suicide//But there's bars out here for miles
I think that I've fallen out of love//I think I've fallen out of love... with you.
Dear Chicago-Ryan Adams

V. Longing Valentine

Lonely is the room, the bed is made//The open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one//Who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
Lover You Should've Come Over-Jeff Buckley

Closing Thoughts-
Singer David Wilcox has a beautiful theory on the whole situation: he postulates that people are drawn together for bigger reasons than they know, that people know what the other person needs, and furthermore, what they need will be the most difficult thing for us to give. And thus, the relationship emerges: two people drawn to the strengths in each other, challenged by their own weaknesses. It’s hard work, perhaps the hardest in the world because it demands more than simple need. Need is easy; all it wants is what anyone can give: a warm body and a dark night. Love is hard, because it asks only for everything, particularly the thing that you find it impossible to give.
-From Myles via Relevant Magazine