I will never stop loving Jimmy Eat World.

What else am I supposed to love when driving through a sleeping city through flat, intermittent light, if not Futures?

What will make me feel like the horizon is attainable if not Clarity?

How could I understand love and rage without Bleed American?  Dreams without Chase This Light?

And Invented? How else do people grow into themselves, and understand their regrets?

not including static prevails because I DON’T KNOW IT WELL ENOUGH hush dirty secret