A little part of me likes … is dead better than troubled stateside.
word, listen to this song.
“…but you are vast”.
A little part of me likes … is dead better than troubled stateside.
word, listen to this song.
“…but you are vast”.
On repeat.
“Nightingale”.
“Three Miles Down”, might be the cutest Saves The Day song.
Oh great,
here I go again. I’m stuck in this rut,
and I’m not sure how to begin - should I tell you everything?
I’m feeling out of luck, so I won’t see you soon.
‘cause I know it’s too soon for you to see me.
if this is the last thing you do just tell me that it’s o.k.
for me to have these feelings for you,
and that it’s normal to want to call you.
Oh, I’m dialing the phone, and I’m letting it ring for hours.
and I’m pretending to hear your voice.
Why does my heart always beat before yours does?
After a while you can make yourself believe in almost anything,
so I’m making myself believe in you.
“Condition 11:11”.
“Opener”.
“Ache”.
And I’m underwhelming,
but I’ve got a feeling.