by Sufjan Stevens » 7/6/2004, 9:43 pm
He sucked. He was a poor drummer. When you have three of the best lyricists, vocalists, guitarists/bassist in the band, and you're a mediocre drummer at best, it makes your lack of talent much more obvious.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.