Monday, October 1, 2012

Digital Ash In A Digital Urn

I think I'm going to listen to Bright Eyes non-stop for a couple of weeks.

1. Gold Mine Gutted
2. Arc Of Time (Time Code)
3. Take It Easy (Love Nothing)
4. Ship In A Bottle
5. Light Pollution
6. Easy/Lucky/Free

But you think about yourself too much and you ruin who you love.



So you nurse your love like a wounded dove in the covered cage of night. Every star is crossed by frenetic thoughts that separate and then collide.



But if you stay too long inside my memory, I will trap you in a song tied to a melody and I will keep you there so you can't bother me.



I want to be the surgeon that cuts you open and fixes all of life's mistakes. I want to be the house that you were raised in. The only place where you feel safe.



I bet the stars seemed so close at the end.

I am obsessed with this song.



Honey don't you weep. Don't you weep for them. There is nothing as lucky, as easy or free.

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