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Wednesday, April 13, 2016
Iron and Wine - Joy (Official Video)
Deep inside the heart of this troubled man
There's an itty bitty boy tugging hard at your hand
Born bitter as a lemon but you must understand
That you've been bringing me joy
And I'll only lie when you don't want the truth
I'm only frightened cause you finally gave me something to lose
And it's as loud as a thunderclap and you hear it, too
But you've been bringing me joy
Deep inside the heart of this crazy mess
I'm only calm when I get lost within your wilderness
Born crooked as a creek bed and come to confess
That you've been bringing me joy
When I'm alive I'm living for you
Another blue bird dying but singing the blues
And it's a heartfelt silly sort of bumbling tune
About how you're bringing me joy
Moddi - Let the Spider Run Alive (music video)
nothing is perfect
days inside
locked in by
fate and rain
with lonely memories
which cannot be shared
uneasiness growing
mingling with sadness
words are lost
in the waste land
of shredded feeling,
dismembered images
and disquietude of thought
something rises in confusion
it is the reshaping of past
and all in all
the question:
who am I?
am i alive
or is it
somebody else
who experiences pain?
outside the rain
thunderstorms
and spring
show you the unrest
of growth and the cycles
of life and cleansing
through which you
must move
knowing well
evolution is not linear
and metamorphosis
is not easy
in this you are
alone and language
is another wall
though i feel you
whosoever you are.
your essence is there,
and the sun will come
embracing all of you
i spread my wings
through gloom and night
my soul as arms
to give you rest
until you can move
reborn in another day,
free from fear,
with a smile in your eyes.
open your eyes
to see
and breathe first out:
you can.
fate and rain
with lonely memories
which cannot be shared
uneasiness growing
mingling with sadness
words are lost
in the waste land
of shredded feeling,
dismembered images
and disquietude of thought
something rises in confusion
it is the reshaping of past
and all in all
the question:
who am I?
am i alive
or is it
somebody else
who experiences pain?
outside the rain
thunderstorms
and spring
show you the unrest
of growth and the cycles
of life and cleansing
through which you
must move
knowing well
evolution is not linear
and metamorphosis
is not easy
in this you are
alone and language
is another wall
though i feel you
whosoever you are.
your essence is there,
and the sun will come
embracing all of you
i spread my wings
through gloom and night
my soul as arms
to give you rest
until you can move
reborn in another day,
free from fear,
with a smile in your eyes.
open your eyes
to see
and breathe first out:
you can.
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