I know we just talked about Rent a few days ago, but all week I've had the soundtrack playing in my house and in my car and in my buds (except for the times when Max is in the hizzay). Is it a work of genius? Uh-uh. Greatness? Not really. There are SO MANY lines in there that I cherish, though.
There's only us, there's only this, forget regret, or life is yours to miss. No other road, no other way, no day but today.
Share love, give love, spread love, measure your life in love.
Without you, without you the hand gropes, the ear hears, the pulse beats. Without you, the eyes gaze, the legs walk, the lungs breathe, the mind churns! The heart yearns! The tears dry, without you. Life goes on, but I’m gone.
To being an us for once, instead of a them, la vie Boheme! To sodomy, it's between God and me, to S&M, la vie Boheme!
So let's find a bar so dark we forget who we are...where all the scars from the nevers and maybes die.
Take me for what I am, who I was meant to be, and if you give a damn, take me baby, or leave me.
I should tell you, I should tell you I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine.
Live in my house, I'll be your shelter, just pay me back with one thousand kisses. Be my lover , I'll cover you. Open your door, I'll be your tenant. Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet, but sweet kisses I've got to spare. I'll be there, I'll cover you.
There's only now, there's only here, give in to love, or live in fear. No other path. no other way, no day but today...
What? No, I'm not crying. Shutup. There's something in my eye.
Yeah, there is a whole lotta cliche in there, but who cares? Why is cliche so bad? It's tried and true, muthafuckas. I must admit that part of the goodness of these words is that they are sung by men in love and women in love and women and men in love and people living while dying....while in love. And they come in a movie that made me feel like an us instead of a them. I said shutup!
Just now I was washing my car and Jesse L Martin/Collins was wistfully singing about Santa Fe in my ears. He was kinda growling it in parts, especially at the end. Do you know the way to Santa Fe...tumbleweeds...prairie dogs....yeeaaaahhhh. Made me arch back a little. What was that about? He's teh hotness, yes?