| Foy Vance – Homebird Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| I love the tumble along melody and the scenes it paints in my head. :) | |
| Biffy Clyro – Bubbles Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Popping the bubbles. All the time. I can't help but pop the bloody bubbles. Like a moth to the flame. I love popping bubbles tho, so that's ok î„î‰ |
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| Ben Onono – Tatouage Bleu Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Hey, anyone out there got the English version? I don't mean the English translation of this text, and while I love the French version, it's the English song that got me hooked. I can't find the lyrics anywhere or indeed the download. Just this version. My French est trés crap so I'd appreciate your help. This song takes me closer, and I'm grateful for small mercies like that. The logistics are possible, yet impossible. I have my tattoo. That's all I have of him. But it's not enough. I want more, but I'm not holding my breath. Think this is une rue à sens unique |
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| Biffy Clyro – Many of Horror Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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When we collide we'll be together, If we don't, we'll always be apart. Chokes me to think the latter is more likely. Sorry, having my own wee private wallow there. Normal service might resume in around 20 years or so :( |
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| Maroon 5 – She Will Be Loved Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| This is the song that got me into trouble, but also opened my eyes and heart. Was perfect timing for me. | |
| Mumford & Sons – Winter Winds Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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i talk too much. |
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| Mumford & Sons – Winter Winds Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Just had this sent to me this morning as an mp4. Confusing... yet instantly recognisable. I empathise the age gap. 12 years and a whole other world away. But still agonisingly reachable... I'm the older one and it sucks. Feel like I'm leading them astray and feel v guilty for that. I should know better. Potential to fcuk young lives up and that's not good. V painful. Sometimes it's too much and you don't know whether you should let it go or not. You imagine it would be kinder, safer. Distance keeps it safe(ish)... Your insides smile when they're around. When they're not, a piece of you dies. Then the part that died, rejuvenates when they come back to your realm. You think the worst when they disappear off the radar for whatever reason, it's over... you're not worthy... it'll never work... it's fantasy... then it gets real. And you want it so bad, you'd do time. Any sort of contact, even a glance, a word, an 'x', is enough to keep you breathing. Then you don't know whether you're just being vain imagining they have the same yearning. Who'm I trying to kid... really. Not like they don't talk to a hundred and one other folk. Wtf makes me think I'm so special... You know the truth but are unable to accept it. You live like you're driving with the handbrake stuck on...Because someday, somewhere, it might get released and realised... In your heart anyway. It defies logic. I wonder what the reason is in the singer's heart that holds him back. I don't get that bit. Surely it's the head that overrules the heart when it comes to being sensible? |
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