"Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet... Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day... And head back to the Milky Way... And tell me, did Venus blow your mind... Was it everything you wanted to find... And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there..." - Train, "Drops of Jupiter"

"You are new and near now to someone you used to love... when you were young; when all was gold and you two touched and felt the flutter underneath your skin... You stood in glowing rooms, the light dripping from both of you. and nothing since has felt as radiant or real." -- Bright Eyes, "Touch"