I was waiting for a cross-town train in the London underground
When it struck me
that I've been waiting since birth to find
A love that would look and sound like a movie
so I changed my plans and rented a camera and a van and then I called you
"I need you to pretend that we are in love again" and you agreed to
I want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real
And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd
I greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-in
The script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked it
The marker snapped and I yelled "quiet on the set"
And then called "action!"
And I kissed you in a style that Clark Gable would have admired
I thought it classic
I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"
And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd
I know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear
That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?
~The Postal Service
I mean, its kind of close to true events. I went to the Tate Modern via underground, am currently eating Indian food, and will be going to SoHo against my wishes for Jai.
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