And I am a writer, writer of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I've written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones.
Colin MeloyAs she walked, she breathed a quick benediction to the patron saint of sleuthing. "Nancy Drew," she whispered, "be with me now.
Colin MeloyI'd rather have a strong career, playing and selling records to a loyal audience, then having one record that exploded. That would be devastating.
Colin MeloyWhen I first started writing these kind of songs that would eventually become Decemberists songs, I was writing them because I knew that nobody was listening at the time and that it wouldn't hurt to challenge myself and get weirder and see if I could alienate more people
Colin Meloy