October 15, 2011
Fall in the water just like a stone, chilled to the marrow in them bones
Down by the river by the boats
Where everybody goes to be alone
Where you won't see any rising sun
Down to the river we will run
When by the water we drink to the dregs
Look at the stones on the riverbed
I can tell from your eyes
You've never been by the riverside
Down by the water the riverbed
Somebody calls you somebody says
swim with the current and float away
Down by the river every day
Oh my God I see how everything is torn in the river deep
And I don't know why I go the way
Down by the riverside
When that old river runs past your eyes
To wash off the dirt on the riverside
Go to the water so very near
The river will be your eyes and ears
I walk to the borders on my own
Fall in the water just like a stone
Chilled to the marrow in them bones
Why do I go here all alone
Oh my God I see how everything is torn in the river deep
And I don't know why I go the way
Down by the riverside
ooh ohh IIII
down by the riverside
—Agnes Obel / Riverside
October 14, 2011
With bacon
I just ate a breffast sammich full of rainbows, dreams, and bacon. Day over. Breffast Sammich won.
Also, I'm drinking a Coca Cola.
I DON'T THINK A BETTER FRIDAY HAS EVER EXISTED.
Also, I'm drinking a Coca Cola.
I DON'T THINK A BETTER FRIDAY HAS EVER EXISTED.
October 11, 2011
Hello again.
As I'm leaving
A change comes on my eyes
These streets persuading me
With mumbled strange goodbyes
Through the water
Through the rain
To the soul of everything
Throw my heart out on the stones
And I'm almost gone
There's no meaning
In clothes and coffee cups
Cheap hotel furniture
Where silence never stops
Through the water
Through the rain
To the soul of everything
Throw my memories to the wind
And I'm almost gone
And now I'm dreaming
I'm staring at the walls
Cars are frozen now
In late night waterfalls
Through the water
Through the rain
To the soul of everything
Throw my heart out on the stones
And I'm almost
Through the water
Through the rain
To the soul of everything
Wash my heart out on the stones
And I'm almost gone
—David Gray / As I'm Leaving
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