Insta-poetry

The things I can find to do in the face of an impending deadline...

Okay. Here's how it works. Set playlist to Random, then list the first line of the first song, the second line of the second song, and so on for ten lines. Sit back and coo over the results:

I guess that it was bound to happen
Didn't get to bed last night
And you tried to intimidate me as you drank your drinks and joked
Oh, but that ain't enough, no, you wanted me to run
And I hope you're thinking of me
It was only a change of plan
Like winter comes too soon
And you spend your days in bed
Woke you from your sleep
And everyone else is spring-bound.

(Jim Croce, Lover's Cross; The Beatles, Back in the USSR; Patti Scialfa, 23rd Street Lullaby; M Ward, Carolina; The Verve, The Drugs Don't Work; Neil Young, Harvest; The Weakerthans, Fallow; Del Amitri, Just Like A Man; Roy Orbison, I Drove All Night; Dar Williams, After All.)

Or this one, which I think I like better:

As I lay sick and broken
I told you I'd be back
Barely coasting into a pay-check stuck on empty
But for a while I thought we'd almost beat the rain
With or without you
Here's hoping all the days ahead
One thing that's worth every page of the deal
The wind is low, the birds will sing
Let the rain be your applause, every encore soothe your rage
Get lost in other eyes.

(Lyle Lovett, The Road to Ensenada; Eric Bogle, The Gift of Years; The Weakerthans, Exiles Among You; Mary Chapin Carpenter, It Don't Bring You; U2, With Or Without You (surprisingly enough); Dar Williams, Better Days; Mary Chapin Carpenter, That's Real; The Beatles, Dear Prudence; The Weakerthans, Benediction; Nils Lofgren, Black Books.

Hours of (slightly baffled) fun!