Now I'm hunched over a typewriter, I guess you'd call that painting in a cave

Another Travelin' Song

Bright Eyes

Well I'm changing all my strings

I'm gonna write another travelin' song

About all the billion highways

And the cities at the break of dawn

Well, I guess that the best that I can do now

Is pretend that I've done nothing wrong

And dream about a train that gonna

Take me back where I belong

Well now the ocean speaks and spits

And I can hear it from the interstate

And I'm screaming at my brother on a cell phone

He is far away

I'm saying nothing in the past or future

Ever will feel like today

Until we're parking in an alley

Just hoping that our shit is safe

So I go back an forth forever

All my thoughts they come in pairs

Oh I will, I won't, I do, I don't

And I'm not surprised

But I never feel quite prepared

Now I'm hunched over a typewriter

I guess you'd call that painting in a cave

And there's a word I can't remember

And a feeling I cannot escape

And now my ashtray's overflowing

I'm still staring at a clean white page

On and morning's at my window

And she is sending me to bed again

Well I dreamed the dark on the horizon

I dreamed a desert where the dead lay down

I dreamed a prostituted child

Touching an old man in a fast food crowd

I dreamed a ship was sinking

There were people screaming all around

And I awoke to my alarm clock

It was a pop song, it was playing loud

So I will find my fears and face them

I will cower like a dog

I will kick and scream

I will kneel and plead

I'll fight like hell to hide that I'm giving up

Whenever I am writing a paper this is the song that pops into my head. Specifically the section about wrting on a typewriter, staring at a blank page and crawling into bed as the sun rises. Yes, there are some slightly sketchy bits in the song, but it's upbeat enough to listen to while writing a paper at 2 in the morning and some of the lyrics are fantastic. Since I am currently slogging through the whole paper at 2 a.m. process I figured this was an appropriate time to share it here.

The pictures are from my most recent trip to Fort Edmonton. I love typewriters. I actually really wish I owned one. One day maybe I will.