Last night we were headed home and had the iPod on shuffle mode. A live version of a song called “Precious Moments” by the Posies popped up:
Every time you dig that grave
Why do you bother trying to fill it in?
I don’t have a particularly morbid collection of songs (an assertion you may doubt as you read on), but I like the Posies, and their lyrics can be bitter. Then came “Silent City,” a B-side of a Matthew Sweet single:
I’m taking you to the silent city
Underneath the broken stones
I will hold you for eternity
Here among the dirt and bones
“We seem to have a theme going here,” I said to Mrs. P.
And the very next song was by ex-Long Ryders songwriter Tom Stevens. The title: “Graveyards.”
Graveyards — time it takes its toll
One foot above ground, one foot down in that hole
Mrs. P. thought I had planned it out somehow. But I assured her that I hadn’t.
It was a little spooky. Was my iPod trying to tell us something?