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How
Posted on Wednesday, July 18, 2012 | 0 Comments

How Can You Swallow So Much Sleep
Bombay Bicycle Club

I learned a pretty good lesson today. I don't think I will be forgetting it anytime soon.

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Water
Posted on Sunday, July 15, 2012 | 0 Comments


Wishing it would rain here. It's been pretty dry lately.

Happy Sunday!

A song I've enjoyed listening to lately:

"Keep your old and wasted words
My heart is breaking like you heard
But the town has always turned
these lies and make them all burn

Keep your old and waster words
My heart is breaking like you heard
but the town has always turned
these lies and make them all burn

Can you feel the leeches bite
That boy that she took out tonight
He's brave and walking sure
through all the spots you're working for

Keep your old and wasted words
My heart is breaking like you heard
but the town has always turned
these lies and make them all burn

When the lights go out
when the words have gone
let me be the one to try it on"

Lights Out, Words Gone
Bombay Bicycle Club

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Sim Sala Bim
Posted on Thursday, June 21, 2012 | 0 Comments


He was so kind, such a gentleman tied to the oceanside
Lighting a match on the suitcase's latch in the fading of night

Ruffle the fur of the collie 'neath the table
Ran out the door through the dark
Carved out his initials in the bark

Then the Earth shook, that was all that it took for the dream to break
All the loose ends would surround me again, in the shape of your face

What makes me love you despite the resesrvations?
What do I see in your eyes?
Besides my reflection hanging high?

Are you off somewhere reciting incantations?
"Sim Sala Bim!" on your tongue?
Carving off the hair of someone's young?

Remember when you had me cut your hair?
Call me 'Delilah' then, I wouldn't care

-Fleet Foxes, 'Sim Sala Bim'

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Shoot the Moon
Posted on Saturday, April 14, 2012 | 0 Comments
Somewhere between Kansas City and Denver

The summer days are gone too soon
You shoot the moon
And miss completely
And now you're left to face the gloom
The empty room that once smelled sweetly
Of all the flowers you plucked if only
You knew the reason
Why you had to each be lonely
Was it just the season?

Now the fall is here again
You can't begin to give in
It's all over

When the snows come rolling through
You're rolling too with some new lover
Will you think of times you've told me
That you knew the reason
Why we had to each be lonely
It was just the season

Will you think of times you've told me
That you knew the reason
Why we had to each be lonely
It was just the season.

Shoot the Moon
Norah Jones
Because I can only sing this in my head now.

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Music
Posted on Monday, December 19, 2011 | 0 Comments

"Ah, music. A magic beyond all we do here!"
JK Rowling

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Whirring
Posted on Sunday, October 16, 2011 | 0 Comments

The Joy Formidable- Whirring

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Sparrow and the Wolf
Posted on Thursday, July 28, 2011 | 0 Comments

The voice of James Vincent Mcmorrow is quite dreamy.

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Arkansas native.

Currently based in Boston.

Travelling soul.

"Unexpected travel suggestions are dancing lessons from God." - Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
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