starts off a bit blah but really gets going, now i want this album 0.0
starts off a bit blah but really gets going, now i want this album 0.0
Brilliance!!!
Phosphorescent - "Song for Zula"
Phosphorescent - Song For Zula (Live on KEXP)
Phosphorescent - Song For Zula- Live at Hype Hotel 2013
Some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
Oh but I know love as a fading thing
Just as fickle as a feather in a stream
See, honey, I saw love,
You see it came to me
It puts its face up to my face so I could see
Yeah then I saw love disfigure me
Into something I am not recognizing
See the cage, it called. I said, come on in
I will not open myself up this way again
Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand
I will not lay like this for days now upon end
You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand
To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hands
You see the cage it called. I said, come on in
I will not open myself this way again.
You see the moon is bright in that treetop night
I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light
I might fear I go and my heart is white
And we race right out on the desert plains all night
So honey I am now, some broken thing
I do not lay in the dark waiting for day here
Now my heart is gold, my feet are right
And I'm racing out on the desert plains all night
So some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
All that I know love as a caging thing
Just a killer come to call from some awful dream
And all you folks, you come to see
You just to stand there in the glass looking at me
But my heart is wild, and my bones are steel
And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free
"There is a crack in everythingThat's how the light gets in."- Leonard Cohen
killer of conversations
killer of conversations
Diggin' My Potatoes
Nirvana rehearsing "the man who sold the world"
The Man Who Sold The World - David Bowie - Live at the beeb
Nirvana - In Bloom
Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means
And I say
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means, don't know what it means
And I say ahhhhh...
We can have some more
Nature is a [BEEP]
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom
Heeeeey...
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means
And I say
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means, don't know what it means
And I say ahhhh...
Heeeeey...
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means
And I say
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means
Knows not what it means, knows not what it means
And I say ahhhh...
"There is a crack in everythingThat's how the light gets in."- Leonard Cohen
Red House Painters - Song For A Blue Guitar
Red House Painters- Another Song For A Blue Guitar
"There is a crack in everythingThat's how the light gets in."- Leonard Cohen
Living irl
Living irl
Lights - Fourth Dimension (Live)
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