heute nachmittag habe ich endlich begriffen, warum der mann, der mir vor zwei jahren okkervil river ans herz gelegt hat, diese band so liebt.

"well, i'm a weak and lonely sort, though i'm not sailing just for sport. i've come to feel, out on the sea, these urgent lives press against me. i'm just a guest. i'm not a part, with my tender head, with my easy heart. these several years out on the sea have made me empty, cold, and clear. pour yourself into me. let fall your soft and swaying skirt. let fall your shoes. let fall your shirt. i'm not the lady-killing sort enough to hurt a girl in port."