The Postal Service – Be Still My Heart

It’s a blah-esque rainy Sunday morning and the past two or so hours have been spent at the local Panera studying Property and the wonderful world of adverse possession
Just remember: AEON ARCS!
A(ctual Possesion)
E(xclusive)
O(pen and) N(otorious)
A(dverse and under claim of)
R(ight);
C(ontinuous); and subject to the)
S(tatute of Limitations)

But I have my wonderful iPod with me and the almost perfect group, The Postal Service is playing into my ears. For some reason this song never made it to the full album and was relegated to the B-Sides, but it’s def. worth a happy listen.

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I was running late for work
So I didn’t change my shirt
The evening’s drinks left a lingering taste in my mouth
And when I left you were fast asleep
Tangled in the sheets
And on the bus I could’ve sworn it was all a dream
It didn’t happen to me

And then I felt the scrapes
From the slippery subway grate
Oh, how you laughed at my complete lack of grace
But I could not recall
A more perfect fall
Because when I looked up into your eyes
It didn’t hurt at all

And I cried, be still my heart,
This could be a brand new start with you.
And it will be clear if I wake up
And you’re still here with me in the morning

And I thought, be still my heart,
This could be a brand new start with you
And it will be clear if I wake up
And you’re still here with me in the morning