Butterfly Boucher - A Walk Outside (Flutterby: 2003) Which Came First The Love Or The Love Song? Which
Butterfly Boucher - A Walk Outside (Flutterby: 2003) Which came first The love or the love song? Which is more important In the long run? Do you really want to talk about it? Take it to the back veranda Have a drink and talk around it In the end it doesn't matter In the end we all go home I thought about it for a minute Music's in the kiss we hold Which came first The love or the love song? I'm sorry I guess I was wrong Let us find the tune without a sound Find a place no one's found Pick it up and put it down In the end it doesn't matter In the end they all go home I thought about it for a minute Music's in the kiss we hold Music is a walk outside Clever lines and clever lyrics All boil down to what goes in them If they find life then so do we Yeah, uh-huh, I think we're alive Music is a walk outside Think about it for a minute In the end we all go home Music's in the things that matter Hear it in the kiss we hold Music is a walk outside Which came first The love or the love song?
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This too shall pass but like holy fuck
Woodkid - Iron (Iron EP 2011)
Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away Where innocence’s burn in flames A million mile from home, I’m walking ahead I’m frozen to the bones, I am…
A soldier on my own, I don’t know the way I’m riding up the heights of shame I’m waiting for the call, the hand on the chest I’m ready for the fight, and fate
The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head, The thunder of the drums dictates The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead The rising of the horns, ahead
From the dawn of time to the end of days I will have to run, away I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste Of the blood on my lips, again
This deadly burst of snow is burning my hands, I’m frozen to the bones, I am A million mile from home, I’m walking away I can’t remind your eyes, your face
Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
Sappho (via theancientworld)
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Crushed the armies of the Holy Roman Empire who tried to attack the Vatican from 1080 to 1095 (Matilda of Tuscany)
too many u.s. zionists won't admit the reason they're zionists is because they fell for the pretty celebrity propaganda. absolutely empty-headed
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