{"id":181,"date":"2006-03-12T05:09:00","date_gmt":"2006-03-12T05:09:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=181"},"modified":"2015-11-01T15:12:49","modified_gmt":"2015-11-01T23:12:49","slug":"the-love-i-felt-for-you-is-like-a-frozen-photograph-circuit-breaker","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2006\/03\/12\/the-love-i-felt-for-you-is-like-a-frozen-photograph-circuit-breaker\/","title":{"rendered":"The love I felt for you is like a frozen photograph [Circuit Breaker]"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"[CIrcuit<\/p>\n

A day ago — an hour ago — he would have given up anything for her. He would have quit his job, broke up his band, dropped out of school, given away his dog… ok, not the dog. But we’re talking highest mountain stuff, here.<\/p>\n

And yet now here he was staring at her carpet between the toes of his boots, thinking, I don’t feel anything.<\/span><\/p>\n

And he didn’t. Or, maybe, really, what he felt was nothing. <\/span>There seemed to be a whole lot of nothing smack in the middle of his life, a life that only a few hours ago had seemed troubled but full, but now seemed on the verge of imploding.<\/p>\n\n

previous version<\/a><\/p>\n

Circuit Breaker<\/span><\/p>\n

Honey there’s a circuit breaker
\ndeep inside my heart
\nlate last nite I felt the whole thing blow
\nI felt all my feelings stop<\/p>\n

Isn’t it amazing, doll<\/span>
\nhow fast it all can change<\/span>
\nthe twitch of a tiny hand<\/span>
\nand today is yesterday<\/span><\/p>\n

The love l felt for you
\nwas like a frozen photograph
\nwhere you watch the ghosts appear
\nbaby, step into the past<\/p>\n

Isn’t it amazing, doll…<\/span><\/p>\n

Wasnt there forever
\nat least for a little while
\nwasnt there a time for us
\ntoo bad that’s out of style<\/p>\n

Isn’t it amazing, doll<\/span>
\nhow fast it all can change<\/span>
\nthe twitch of a tiny hand<\/span>
\nand today is yesterday<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A day ago — an hour ago — he would have given up anything for her. He would have quit his job, broke up his band, dropped out of school, given away his dog… ok, not the dog. But we’re talking highest mountain stuff, here. And yet now here he was staring at her carpet […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"pgc_meta":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[6,27],"tags":[591,594],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/181"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=181"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/181\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2042,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/181\/revisions\/2042"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=181"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=181"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=181"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}