sunday bathtime could take a while

What did you learn from your time in the solitary cell of your mind?
There was noise, distraction from anything good
And the prison food
Colour my life with the chaos of trouble
Cause anything's better than a posh isolation
I missed the bus
You were laid on your back
With the boy of the arab strap

--belle and sebastian

today, I woke up in a belle and sebastian mood