Elliott Smith: Condor Ave.
It’s been rainy and wet here, so all i’ve been listening to is Elliott Smith. Last night I had this song stuck in my head. I was singing it in my head laying in bed next to him watching that part of your neck where you can feel a heartbeat the most. Slowly rising and falling as he slept.
What am I going to do with myself? I care about him too much.
stop listening to elliot smith, go out, get wasted and put joan jett on.
oldsmobile out past condor avenue
someone’s burning out, out on condor avenue trying...make a whisper out
elliot smith, go out, get wasted...put joan jett on.