Blur - End of a Century
And the mind gets dirty / As you get closer / to thirty
That line’s saved for a future birthday invite…
So today’s the last day I can somewhat credibly call myself “in my early twenties” and that sudden realization caused me to remember that my very existence is just a mere blip in the history of our cold and dark universe and hahaha…, totally jk of course. I’m actually watching the iTunes Match progress bar crawl slowly forward and contemplating dinner options. It’s another exciting day in the danger zone!
All together now:
We all say / Don’t want to be alone / We wear the same clothes / ‘Cos we feel the same / And kiss with dry lips / When we say goodnight / End of the century / oh, it’s nothing special
