metric

Metric has never really felt like my music

It's always seemed simply seconhandPassed on by her

But not burned, returned or given away to charity

Like the rest of her gifts

I know Metric's music as well as I know what happened when I was three

Only known from video-tapes and other's recollections and the feeling of a feeling

Like the soundtrack to a movie that is not as memorable

As the characters written within it

One where you can't quite remember the plot

Remember what was actually an element from another film that had the same actor in it

In another role

It is sound & words & soul from a time period

That I have tried to erase from my mind

Taped over the top of parts of it with an all-new program

So listen to this music all-over again

Act as if you don't know all of the lyrics

Listen to these songs with fresh, clean ears

Appreciation is not inherited from a former lover

It is fostered and flowers in your face from the ashes of love-notes

This music sounds like my music because it is

New you new you new you knew a girl once who loved a girl

But that's a long story.