Friday Five :: We walk together, we’re walking down the street and I just can’t get enough

Just Can’t Get Enough :: Depeche Mode Friday Five 5 Things this song reminds me of: 1) High School dances in the gym. 2) Lyrics scrawled all over Pee Chee notebooks, composition books, sides of sneakers, and passed notes to friends. 3) Cactus Coolers from the vending machine out by the bleachers. 4) Lying on…

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FLTS Fridays :: I can’t take my eyes off of you

The Blower’s Daughter :: Damien Rice “And so it is, just like you said it should be, we’ll both forget the breeze, most of the time.” Fucking love this song Friday

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Die in a rosary :: Songs and poetry

In Her Lunchbox Purse, My Goodbye (by me) There were moments in those black and white pictured rooms, your arms draped languidly around me, drunk, desolate, so beautiful. I wanted you to carry on with me, when the lights came back on, when life began. ‘Garlands’ drifted off the turntable, bodies swayed, gashed, bruised, glory…

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But I never know if its real :: song of the day

“We are walking down the street, holding hands. There’s a playground at the end of the block and I run to the swings and climb on, and Henry takes the one next to me, facing the opposite direction, and we swing higher and higher, passing each other, sometimes in synch and sometimes streaming past each…

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