Management

Listening to MGMT brings a subliminal feeling to my bones.

My mind flashes to speeding down I75, 35, 635 in the Saab or Beemer. The closest escape to nirvana. Coming home from Dallas, a small escape inside the city, seeing interesting things that I've yet to experience. Not really talking on the ride, but just enjoying what's left of the trip home, back to parents, family, friends, fights, letdowns.

For a minute it feels good to be 'Kids' again...



You were a child, crawling on your knees towards it.
Making momma so proud, but your voice is too loud.
We like to watch you laughing, you pick the insects off plants.
No time to think of consequences

Control yourself; take only what you need from it.
A family of trees wanted, to be haunted.
Control yourself; take only what you need from him.
A family of trees wanted, to be haunted.

The water's warm but it's sending me shivers.
A baby is born crying out for attention.
Memories fade like looking through a fogged mirror.
Decisions decisions are made, not bought.
But I thought this wouldn't hurt a lot, I guess not.

Control yourself; take only what you need from it.
A family of trees wanted, to be haunted.
Control yourself; take only what you need from him.
A family of trees wanted, to be haunted.