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Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl

Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl (From "I Saw the TV Glow")

Put all your toys away
At the end of every day
This small reprieve is all you need to know
That there must be something more
Beyond the shelf of dreams you stored
In the lighthouse of your mind
We'll be waiting all the time

When I close my eyes
Do I dream about the life I leave
Be kind with all your time
Cause there's nothing else behind it
And in the morning light
Does it dawn on you that the only proof
Is the one you kept inside 
Cause there's nothing else behind it

I think I was just afraid
Of the things I'd never say
And all this time I thought I'd made it clear
That you must be something more
Than just a dream from some off shore
From the lighthouse of my mind
Where I'm waiting all the time

So when all is said and done
Was your best all just for fun
And if maybe I could find another truth
Cross the seas that get me through
Without a single thing to prove
In the lighthouse of my mind
I've been waiting all this time.

Can you face the storm for a chance to see
What a death is worth, what this all could mean
Will a nameless grave or a shattered dream
Keep you safely hid from what life could be

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Sometimes, Mitski feels life would be easier without hope, or a soul, or love. But when she closes her eyes and thinks about what’s truly hers, what can’t be repossessed or demolished, she sees love. “The best thing I ever did in my life was to love people,” she says. “I wish I could leave behind all the love I have after I die, so I can shine all this goodness, all this good love that I’ve created onto other people.” She hopes her newest album, The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We, will shine love long after she’s gone. That’s precisely how it feels: like a love that’s haunting the land.

“This is my most American album,” she says. The music feels like a profound act of witnessing this country, in all of its private sorrows and painful contradictions. Sonically Mitski’s most epic and wise album, the songs introduce wounds and then actively heal them. Here, love is time-traveling to bless our tender days, like light from a distant star.

It's full of the ache of the grown-up, seemingly mundane heartbreaks and joys that are often unsung but feel enormous. It’s a tiny epic. From the bottom of a glass, to a driveway slushy with memory and snow, to a freight train barreling through the Midwest, and all the way to the moon, it feels like everything and everyone is crying out in pain, arching towards love. Love is that inhospitable land, beckoning and then rejecting us. To love this place, this earth, this America, this body takes work. It might be impossible. The best things are.

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