Built to Spill
There's Nothing Wrong With Love

THE REVIEW

In the morning, feeling half-good. Do I put on the CD? Halfway, because in any case after today comes tomorrow, after tomorrow there's still tomorrow, and so on. Not easy living today. Do I put on the CD? Yes, I do; I, when my mind does not choose, follow my feelings. And I go by instinct. Okay okay, when I start doing this I just have to stop. Meanwhile, let's go; I need a car, you need a guide, so what? Does anyone need a map?

"...I wanna see movies of my dreams
I wanna see movies of my dreams
I wanna see movies of my dreams
I wanna see movies of my dreams..."

I want to make a portrait of my dreams. I feel like seeing it now. A little while passes as I cross Idaho without noticing; what memories here! But let's not succumb to memories, it's better. Let’s move on. There she is. She's all alone, standing, waiting for me; I just need to take her. People are strange, though. Some say she's lively and fun, others say she's shy; some would like to steal her heart. As soon as she gets in, she starts asking questions. We're on a journey. Can you make it real? More than real? And how should I know...

"...And let you keep on living
And let you keep on living
And let you keep on living
And let you keep on living..."

You will let me live. Damn, what a novelty. If you're not here your dreams don't exist. Go on. I have a mind; actually, half. Anyway, I have enough to write a song; it's long and slow, but I got the music and lyrics wrong. And what kind of song is that?!

"...but life goes on
and on and on
and on and on
and on and on..."

It's true that life goes on. For those who know how to appreciate it. I stop, and stay right there. But now, I have a question; but is it true that there's nothing wrong with love? If only it were so easy for me... well, try asking Doug. Maybe he'll answer you.

"...when my mind's uncertain my body decides
what it will do to get through the hell of the night
as i trip on the ocean that leads through your eyes
well my eyes can't