Going through old iTunes files is one of my favorite ways to restock my iPod. Oftentimes I forget how much I enjoyed an album that I set aside because I had either a) overplayed it, b) underplayed it, c)overassociated it, d) taken an interest in a new genre. The self-titled Augustana record was a repeated listen of mine when I lived in the Finger Lakes, driving across hills and wondering, and then I completely forgot it existed. I’m fairly certain I’m the only person I know who actually enjoyed this record, but I found it extremely palatable, listenable and emotive, a perfect balance of hopeful and world-weary.
“You need a reason for the things I do
I need a miracle to see me through
I give you everything I got inside
If you just stay here tonight
My hands are tied and I’ve been rolling the dice
My legs are broken, I ain’t up for a fight
I’ll make it rain from an empty sky
If you just stay here tonight
You’ll be the last one picking up the pieces
You’ll be the last one standing up strong
You’ll be the last one making all the right things wrong
You need a lover in a first degree
I need a woman who believes in me
I’ll shine the way through the darkest night
If you just stay here tonight
My heart is aching and I’m down on a bend
My will is weak and I’m falling again
I get back up and try to make things right
If you just stay here tonight
You’ll be the last one picking up the pieces
You’ll be the last one standing up strong
You’ll be the last one making all the right things wrong
As the days go by…
And you know
We’ll be the last ones picking up the pieces
We’ll be the last ones standing up strong
We’ll be the last ones making all the right things wrong”
~Just Stay Here Tonight
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