#NowPlaying Radiohead's opus that is Ok Computer. at times, i feel like a Subterranean Homesick Alien. other times? a Paranoid Android. ha.

stream of consciousness beginning now...
(might a well have a little fun on this ride...you coming?)

i am a people watcher... and i'd be the first to shout it from the top of the tenements. it's almost strange how i'm intrigued with how others interact. what words people choose while in any given situation. but even further than that, lies the subtext. what's not said.

that has gotten a lot harder lately.

before tweets and status updates, people were already growing accustomed to interacting in person less and less. they were doing this through texts & before that voicemails. so what is a people-watcher like myself to do?

i'm left to assume what the subtext is through what people decide to reveal to the world. Sometimes i look at status updates, tweets, and blogs and wonder 'what does that REALLY mean?'. i'm never one to just take something at face value. i've grown accustomed to that because i'd hate for someone to take me at face value. there is always so much more going on between the pages of the covers that you judge. i think that's another reason why i find the beauty in even the ugliest of people... (or MOST people anyway).

but maybe assuming subtext is bad. i tell myself things like, 'i shouldn't meddle in the business of others', or 'why should i even care?'. it's almost as if i'm reaching out to even the smallest of statements trying to grasp what the underlying meaning was.

in the end, it seems that maybe i'm just another homesick alien...



Subterranean homesick alien.

The breath of the morning
I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air

I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement

Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home

Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets

They're all uptight
Uptight.. (x7)

I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
Late at night when I'm driving
Take me on board their beautiful ship
Show me the world as I'd love to see it

I'd tell all my friends
But they'd never believe
They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely

I'd show them the stars
And the meaning of life
They'd shut me away
But I'd be all right
All right..

I'm just uptight
Uptight.. (x7)