music

the third of february

we’re wild and tame and wild again we’re on and off and sometimes friends with failed attempts we analyze the strange suggestions we disguise i let our kiss fall behind a stone i read the corners of your mouth i try to speak but have no sound i’m out to get you anyway under the [...]

twenty one | year four

eighteen | year three

rock & roll and radio are you still in love with me like the way you used to be or is it changing? does it deepen over time like the river that is winding through the canyon? are you still in love with her? do you remember how you were before the sorrow? are you [...]

ain’t no love

maybe that it would do me good if i believed there were a god out in the starry firmament but as it is that’s just a lie and i’m here eating up the boredom on an island of cement give me your ecstasy i’ll feel it open window and i’ll steal it baby like it’s [...]

9 crimes

every now and then, i’ll come across a song that stops me in my tracks.  9 crimes, by damien rice, is such a song.  i include the lyrics here because, on their own, they say so much.  paired with the music, though, this song says so much more. absolutely achingly beautiful.  (many thanks to a.j.b. [...]

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