I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite Albums back as your lying there drifting off to sleep...

Artist- Ben Gibbard / Postal Service
Song of the day- Brand New Colony

I seem to be currently having a serious problem of not being able to stop buying concert tickets. I made an entire iCal calendar in red devoted to the concerts I plan / want to see and well as the spring and summer months progress each month seems to be bleeding concerts. And after scoring the very hard to get / sold out in 60 seconds Death Cab for Cutie tickets, it seemed appropriate to post a song from the multi talented, multi band lead singer. This was never my favorite Postal Service song, but after hearing Gibbard play an acoustic concert I had a new appreciation for not only his songwriting in general but the longing he makes come alive especially in today's song. And I get that this is a fantastic love song about one person being everything for the one they love. but it also reminds me of this verse in 1Cor 9:22 of becoming everything to everyone to show God's love. To be able to take them away from the pain of this world to a "brand new colony" where everything will change. And one of the greatest things a preacher said to me once is that, that would be how I'd show people love. It was inspiring because as a people pleaser for decades I learned how to do it, but to really love people that way not for your own gain but totally selfless and not losing your own self in the process well it is a balance I struggle with daily and not sure if I ever get it quite right. Probably not. But every once in a while there are glimpses of that kind of love and when that happens I know it's something otherworldly. So here's to that otherworldly kind of love if you have it and if you're looking for it, this one's for you.



I'll be the grapes fermented,
Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit
Like a perfect gentlemen
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick
Where you will sit and contemplate your day

I'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning
In an open tab when your judgement's on the brink
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite
Albums back as your lying there drifting off to sleep...
I'll be the platform shoes and undo what heredity's done to you...
You won't have to strain to look into my eyes
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zippedstraight to the throat
With the collar up so you won't catch a cold

I want to take you far from the cynics int his town
And kiss you on the mouth
We'll cut out bodies free from the tethers of this scene,
Start a brand new colony
Where everything will change,
We'll give ourselves new names (identities erased)
The sun will hear the grounds
Under our bare feet in this brand new colony
Everything will change, oOo oOo...