Between the Bars - Elliot Smith

drink up, baby, stay up all night
the things you could do, you won't but you might
the potential you'll be, that you'll never see
the promises you'll only make

drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days
do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away
the images stuck in your head

people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

drink up, baby, look at the stars
I'll kiss you again between the bars where I'm seeing you
there with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught

drink up one more time and I'll make you mine
keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest
where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot

the people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

I am so in love with this song. It's so depressing. As in the 'Ohmygawd...I wanna die..' type of depressing, not the 'F*$^ DA WORLD!!!!'type. Getting kinda addicted. Anyway, it was actually kinda scary in a way. I mean, I always download songs randomly and delete 'em if I don't like them. So, when I downloaded this song, I didn't know who this guy was or anything about this song. And since I'm an emo songs junkie, I liked it. Then I realised this is Elliot Smith.

He killed himself somewhere around 2003.

I'm fine listening to dead artistes' songs. I mean, they can't live forever, right? But this song give me the heebeejeebees. This is song is so painfully sad and depressing that the last thing you wanted to know is that the singer who sang it stabbed himself to death. It's different when some punk-rock-bands sing emo songs because you know they're just having those regular bad moments and trying to go through the downs in their lives. You know, they're just gonna be fine (though you can't really know how fine is 'fine') and go on being normal. They go on with their lives - that's the important thing.

But in this case, all you can witness is what he left behind. A dead guy singing in your ears. It didn't help matter when you're thinking suicidal thoughts when you listen to his songs. Suicide is an odd thing - death sucks your insides like a vacuum but knowing a person decided to take matters in his hands - now that's different.. I'm not accusing him of anything but I wish I knew about him before he died...

-- let's celebrate life.