One of the things I love about the bars here is that they never seem to just have standard shit playing. One of the things that sucks about auto-memorizing the lyrics to songs is that sometimes they totally get stuck in your head. Edie's been singing in my head much of the morning, over and over, "Everything is temporary anyway. When the streets are wet, the colors slip into the sky. But I don't know why that means you and I are, that means you and I... quit. I give up. Nothing's good enough for anybody else it seems."