This lullaby.

I suppose listening to music until I fell asleep was a ritual that died shortly after my first girlfriend left me. Almost every night, I would listen to this CD that she burned for me from one of my favorite bands, Radiohead. I liked this specific album though because it was noticeably gentler than their others. The slow, rhythmic melodies combined with Thom's soft voice would soothe all my petty worries until I was brain-dead, finally able to rest.
Anyway, in the ensuing series of empty arguments following our break-up, I learned that she hadn't burned it for me, that it was actually her sister's CD. Some of the tracks are missing. The songs that are on the silver disk aren't in the right order, the order that Radiohead wanted them in.
She hates them. Says they don't have any energy, says that listening to them always makes her want to fall asleep, and that's a bad thing. I don't mean to put her in a bad light, I just can't get any sleep.