Cannonball ~ The Breeders![]()
Cannonball ~ The Breeders![]()
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
My Rollercoaster - Kimya Dawson
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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All Your Sisters ~ Mazzy Star
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
When It's Sleepytime Down South ~ Louis Armstrong
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Simple Man ~ Lynyrd Skynyrd
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
New Energy ~ Gram Rabbit
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
Eh. Chopin Nocturnes.
I wish I were literally playing them; I miss having access to a piano.
The Moments of Dominion
That happen on the Soul
And leave it with a Discontent
Too exquisite — to tell —
-Emily Dickinson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVW8GCnr9-I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckGIvr6WVw4
Chopin - Nocturne in C Minor
Coincidentally, I've been listening to it the past week.
For Modi http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-MzrAGZHDvo
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive!
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
Beautiful World ~ Devo
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
So Nice, So Smart - Kimya Dawson
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Broken Heartbeats Sound Like Breakbeats- Los Campesinos
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
YMCA - Village People
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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The Men Who Live Upstairs - The Most Serene Republic
I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play