first first one

They say humans can't remember physical pain. You can remember the pain was intense but you can't actually feel pain from the past. They say that's why women will have more than one child. They remember the actual act of giving birth was painful but they can't actually feel that pain again until they go through it again.

I think the inverse applies to love/lust/like (take your pick). I feel like humans may not be able to feel the hormonal rush of love until they are actually faced with it again.Remember? When that certain someone touched your arm and you got light headed? When there was actual electricity passing between your hands that are just inches apart, aching to touch. Remember when you actually fell asleep smiling... and then turned towards the person next to you to find that they fell asleep smiling as well?

I think that maybe that rush of ... whatever it is... that we feel when we are with certain people is forgotten when it's not there.

And then once you feel it again, you remember what it's supposed to feel like. It's the feeling that leaves you walking away from his house with your soul on fire. The feeling that gets you lost in your thoughts.So, as a reminder, I think Animal Collective hit it right on the head...

I've gotta big big big big heart beat, yeah
I think you are the sweetest thing
I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud
I've been having good days
Think we are the right age To start out own peculiar ways
With good friendly homes?
You get me freaked freaked freaked on preakness
Never met a girl that likes to drink with horses
Knows her chinese ballet
Must admit you smell like fruity nuts and good grains
When you show my purple gaze

A thing or two at night
Make me sick sick sick to kiss you and
I think that i woud vomit
But I'll do that on mondays
i dont have a work way
I like it when I bump you an accident's a truth gate
I'm humbled in your pretty lense

I'll hold you dont you go
Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet. Hallelujah!
Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative, I know....

Well i'd like to spread your perfume around the old apartment
Could we live together and agree on the same wares?
A trapeze is a bird cage even if its empty and defintintely fits the room
And we would toooo

And my dear dear dear khalana
I talk too much about you
Their ears are getting tired of me singing all the night through
Lets just talk togetherYou and me and me and you
And if theres nothing much to say
Well, silence is a bore
I've gotta big big big big heart beat, yeah
I think you are the sweetest thing
I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud
I've been having good days
Think we are the right age
To start out own peculiar ways
With good friendly homes?
Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet hallelujah
Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative i know....
Sometimes you hear me when others they can't hear me. Hallelujah!
Sometimes I'm naked and thank god Sometimes you're naked. Well, hello.....

Can I tell you that you are the purple in me?
Can I call you just to hear you, would you care?
When I saw you put your purple finger on me
There's a feelin' in your bottleFound your bottle, found your heart
Gives a feeling from your bottled little part

Hey ooooooGotta crush high
Thought I crushed all I could
Crushed all I can then I touched your hand
Crush highDont want it to stop
Cause stories of your brother make my crush high pop
And you couldnt really know cause its in my toes
And sometimes i wonder whered that crush high go
Crush high then i go and take some pills
Cause i cant do all of my dos and still feel ill
You get that whooooooo