#expectaions

the last great american dynasty And the town said, “How did a middle-class divorcée do it?”/…Their parties were tasteful, if a little loud/The doctor had told him to settle down/It must have been her fault his heart gave out…/…”Who knows if she never showed up, what could’ve been”/”There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen”/”She had a marvelous time ruinin’ everything”…/…Rebekah gave…

Peggy: [joining him in front of a painting] What do you think?

Daniel Holden: What do I think? Well, I think I have looked at this painting for so long in a in a book that somehow my brain has trivialized it. And, uh, now as I stand here in front of the real thing, I feel, if anything, disappointment.

Peggy: Oh, that's too bad.

Daniel Holden: Well, not at the painting itself. More at my brain, I guess.

Peggy: I think the brain's afraid of being in a state of constant wonder. It's for safety reasons or something.

Daniel Holden: I suppose it's inevitable.

Peggy: Usually by the time we're four.

Daniel Holden: Then there's the the issue of great expectations.

Peggy: Something the brain doesn't seem the least bit interested in protecting us from.

Daniel Holden: [chuckles] No.

Peggy: Well, I think we should reinstate wonder, banish expectation.

Here’s another Lover track that is more easily understood by separating the perspectives/subjects in the song. I’ll showed you the parts, now here are parts addressing Jo$h: I think he knows his footprints/On the sidewalk Lead to where I can’t stop/Go there every night I think he knows his hands around/A cold glass Make me wanna know that body/Like it’s mine He got my heartbeat… …Got that,…