good friends, good music, good times

well it has been a very good couple of days here lately. i came home for my mom's birthday so i have been around people for a change. i actually got a chance to hang out with an old friend of mine. i always enjoy spending time with old friends, him in particular. there is something about being around someone that you have so many memories with, it's nice. i wish we could have spent more time just me and him but he invited his girlfriend to hang out with us so she was around all evening. i tried to like her but i suppose im too critical. i just can't stand your normal annoying girl and honestly i just couldn't stand her. she got on my nerves.

but one good thing about my visit with him is i found some more amazing music. he is my music go to guy, so everytime im around him he introduces me to new music that i can get obsessed with. this visit it was the new iron and wine cd and the new stars cd. both are absolutely amazing. i particularly like the song "resurrection fern" by iron and wine. it is so beautiful. you can listen to it on their myspace here: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=3800361

and here are the lyrics:
"In our days we will live
Like our ghosts will live:
Pitching glass at the cornfield crows
And folding clothes

Like stubborn boys across the road
We'll keep everything:
Grandma's gun and the black bear claw
That took her dog

When Sister Lowery says, "Amen"
We won't hear anything:
The ten-car trains will take that word
That fledgling bird

And the fallen house across the way
It'll keep everything:
The baby's breath
Our bravery wasted and our shame

And we'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Both our tender bellies wound in baling wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its resurrection fern

In our days we will say
What our ghosts will say:
We gave the world what it saw fit
And what'd we get?

Like stubborn boys with big green eyes
We'll see everything:
In the timid shade of the autumn leaves
And the buzzard's wing

And we'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Our tender bellies are wound around in baling wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its resurrection fern"


such a beautiful song...