Two Crushes (My Boyfriend Knows About Both)

I'll just tell you what they are up front: The National and my professor.

There was a crazy storm just now that came out of nowhere. I was walking towards a bus stop at school when suddenly the sky turned gray, rain started fogging up my vision, and wind was trying to lift me off my feet (some of that may be an overdramatization of reality).

The closest place to find shelter was the office of my beloved ex-professor.

In a perfect world: I would've run over to the building, pulled open the door, and ran into the hallway soaking wet and shivering. My gorgeous professor would've suddenly appeared and said, "oh no, you're cold. Let me help you." He would put his arms around me and run his hands through my drenched hair. He'd offer me his jacket and say, "Come into my office. I'm sure we can take care of this..."

In reality: I just walked a little faster to the bus stop and stood under the awning thing until the bus arrived. I was miserable and it was disgusting being on top of a bunch of college students all soaked and smelly.

Luckily, I illegally downloaded the song "Lemonworld" off The National's yet-to-be-released album "High Violet" last night and it has been keeping me company all day. It is all I've listened to on repeat for the past four hours (between classes at least).

After pondering the question for many years, I still don't know what categorizes a particular song as your "favorite" or if there is a reasonable expiration date on said comment but minus the semantics, "Lemonworld" is my favorite song right now.

The lyrics are outrageous in my opinion - really beautiful and almost dead in a very real way. Matt Berninger's delivery of these lyrics is equal parts dry & dead and alive & slippery. I think this would makes sense if you heard the song.

Here's a link to the song, hopefully it works.

Lemonworld Lyrics - The National
The deepest part of the song surprisingly are the "do do do do" areas. It's the way he says it.

So happy I was invited
Give me a reason to get out of the city
See you inside watching swarms on TV
Livin' or dyin' in New York it means nothing to me
I gave my heart to the Army
The only sentimental thing I could think of
With cousins and colors and somewhere overseas
But it'll take a better war to kill a college man like me

I'm too tired to drive anyway, anyway right now
Do you care if I stayed?
You can put on your bathing suits
And I'll try to find somethin' on this thing that means nothin' enough
Losin' my breath, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Losin' my breath, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

This pricey stuff makes me dizzy
I guess I've always been a delicate man
Takes me a day to remember a day
I didn't mean to let it get so far out of hand
I was a comfortable kid
But I don't think about it much anymore
Lay me on the table, put flowers in my mouth
And we can say that we invented a summer lovin' torture party

I'm too tired to drive anyway, anyway right now
Do you care if I stayed?
You can put on your bathing suits
And I'll try to find something on this thing that means nothin' enough

You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo...

Losin' my breath
Doo doo doo doo doo doo...