the opening chords still churn stomachs, tighten muscles, string beads of seat along my goosebumped arms. mountains melt. five thirteen oh six was a consummation. the hum lingering around the amplifiers generated a fine electricity when it lingered with our tears. our tribulations were snatched from our bodies, ripped away violently and molded into bridges and drum beats. i am a warrior, a fleshy cell holding the chassis of an organ together, thrumming with energy. i disappear and couldn't be happier about it. i am closer to infinity than i have ever been, and i have the ticket stubs to prove it.
thank you. without that day, my head wouldn't be the same. my pulse wouldn't quicken, oh no, not like it did on that night. but most of all, i wouldn't feel the swell of my chest every time i hear your voice, or see your smiles, because i know that you care about my nameless cell structure somewhere in that clouded mind of yours. you are my safety net, my last stop, my sanctuary, and no one will ever be able to take you away from me. thank you for the time.
happy fall out boy new year. let's make it a good one.
05/13/06
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