Glory from Rent Musical
Glory from Rent Musical
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe that they are free.
-Goethe
Gorillaz- Last Living Souls
The Engine Driver ~ The Decemberists
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa
Nocturne- Secret Garden
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe that they are free.
-Goethe
Killer Queen - Queen
“I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.”- Robert McCloskey
The Ghost of You- MLTR
BRAIN- Wonderboom
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe that they are free.
-Goethe
Varnaline ~ Song
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
J Mascis ~ Amma Ring
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
J Mascis & the Fogs ~ Keeblin
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
Pain- Jimmy Eat World
Out Of Touch ~ Lucinda Williams
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa
Pressed in a Book -- The Shins
Optima dies ... prima fugit
I love The Shins.In fact, I'm listening to them right now myself, Red Rabbits is the song that's playing at the moment.
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa