modest mouse started releasing good music again.

thanks.

jasoline!
motor boy!
there is noise in your hair!
o chest! leap forth and cling
to that pretty face. leap
until blood plumes from
the heart!

horseman! off the ground!
bones dry and crack
with the high noon sun!

The Worms at Heaven's Gate

Out of the tomb, we bring Badroulbadour,
Within our bellies, we her chariot.
Here is an eye. And here are, one by one,
The lashes of that eye and its white lid.
Here is the cheek on which that lid declined,
And, finger after finger, here, the hand,
The genius of that cheek. Here are the lips,
The bundle of the body and the feet.
. . . . . . . . . . .
Out of the tomb we bring Badroulbadour.



thanks Wallace Stevens, thanks a lot.
for all you've done
and will do.