gone, gone

where ya gonna go with a head that empty??
where ya gonna go with a heart that gone??



nyc-gone, gone
conor oberst

ophelia

so if your lover should leave 

don't get too sad

and don't compose epic poems 

to win her back

'cause when your bird has flown

she'll never return home

though all your life you'll wait

she never will return

on a freezing chicago street

margot and the nuclear so and so's

i am alive

i am alive

i am alive

that is the best that i can do

you told me you lied

you swore you were mine

i'd take you back a thousand times

dress me like a clown

margot and the nuclear so and so's

purge

i miss you 

less and less

everyday

it's true

the whiskey's helped to wash you away

and it's clear to see

you're nothing special

(you're a skeleton key)

skeleton key

margot and the nuclear so and so's

haunted by the mortal cold of the universe

"Many people experience the dying and rebirth-- which is our fate-- only this once during their entire life. Their childhood becomes hollow and gradually collapses, everything they love abandons them and they suddenly feel surrounded by the loneliness and the mortal cold of the universe. Very many are caught forever in this impasse, and for the rest of their lives cling painfully to an irrevocable past, the dream of the lost paradise-- which is the worst and most ruthless of dreams."

Demian, by Herman Hesse

letting go

(i hate that) my heartstrings

are clenched in the sweaty fists 

of indifferent boys

(and they wonder) why 

i keep holding out my hand

(and i wonder too)

because

there is nothing for me to grasp

                                                                                                                     -Emilie Wetzel

from pain comes growth...right?

I've shedding my layers of security

and traded it for change
uncertainty


and loneliness

breathin' fire

what if my own skin makes my skin crawl?

what if my own flesh is suburban sprawl?

what happened between us makes sense 

if I'm nothing... you're all...

if I am nothing at all

you're always on my mind

you're always on my mind

you're always on my mind

you're always on my mind

fiya

tUnE-yArDs

hazy horizons

well summer's gonna come it's gonna cloud our eyes again

no need to focus when there's nothing that's worth seeing

an attempt to tip the scales

bright eyes

the return to solitude

I lost it all

now I know 

it's so good to be alone

I had it all, I had it all

I hate to be alone

oh I hate to be alone

but I need to be alone

oh I need to be alone

the afterparty
bad books

hello february

hello february

we meet again. 

yes, I do believe it's that time of the year

when I muse over my place in the universe

fret about the future

overcome hardships 

and tend to my sore heartstrings

yes hello february

I do believe we could be friends

if you weren't such an asshole!

so just go away february.

thank goodness...

nothing in the past or future ever will feel like today

another travelin' song

bright eyes

facing reality

I can't talk to you 

the way I've wanted to

I've been tellin' lies 

but I'll tell you the truth: 

darlin' I'm tired

and I should be leavin'

leavin'

as tall as cliffs

margot and the nuclear so and so's

bracing for the impact

To say the words I want to say to you would be a lie

by the time I get the courage I am drunk and you are tired

alone in this basement where I will write these songs

of things I'll never say to you again and you know why

never let myself love like that again

a crime

 sharon van etten

queen of nothing (and it's okay)

I keep running around

trying to find the ground

but my head is in the stars

and my feet are in the sky

well I'm nobody's baby

but I'm everybody's girl

I'm the queen of nothing

I'm the king of the world

king of the world 

first aid kit

such is the way of the world

self-deception, part II

well I guess the best that I can do now is pretend that I've done nothing wrong

another travelin song

bright eyes

self-deception

i thought i had grown

become mature

now i'm sure that

i'm as dumb as i ever was

and i know this because

nothing's that great

i have bad taste

it's much too late 

to get back the time 

i wasted

nothing's that great

julia nunes

nothing else will do

gray 

tired and quiet 

and mean

picking at a worried seam

. . .

oh, such a prima donna

sorry for myself 

but green, it is also summer

and I won't be warm

until I'm lying in your arms

I've gotta have you

the weepies

summertime truths

I went to the market

though it was threatening rain

the streets filled with umbrellas

and we all look the same

but I'm the one who's waiting

'til the sun comes out again

I was made for sunny days

I make do with gray

. . .

but I was made for sunny days

and I was made for you

I was made for sunny days

the weepies