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You dream of mountains, but sometimes a hole is more comfortable.
I swear “hungry for a holiday” sounds like a big drunk adventure Conor had.
AND PADRAIC WAS HIS NAME-O
Said you had to get out
Headed back to the South
Where everything’s gentler
But I stayed
For a couple weeks more
All the weather reports
Said there would be snow for sure. — but the storm moved away to a neighboring state. :(
gpoy
“He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper,
I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover”
(via kittylitterkids)
I’ve sat too long in my silence.
I’ve grown too old in my pain.
Oh, to shed this skin, be born again.
It starts with an ending.
The Spectators | by Felicia Simion
the factories make clouds to keep the sun from being jealous like the moon
To Conor fans,
I’m making a mix for a friend of mine, and I want to get her properly introduced to Conor Oberst, and not just into a few random songs. I have 3 parts, and they’re in chronological order of release. I just need some feed back to see if this is adequate:
Part I: Bright Eyes’ Early Days
Part II: Bright Eyes’ Later Days
Part III: Non-Bright Eyes
Looks like my itunes
And each morning she wakes
With a dream to describe
Something lovely that bloomed
In her beautiful mind
I say, “I’ll trade you one
For two nightmares of mine,
I have somewhere I die,
I have somewhere we all die”
Was singing this earlier@
(via connyxoberst)
Bright Eyes - The Difference In The Shades
Now that its june, we’ll sleep out in the garden
And if it rains, we’ll just sink in to the mud
Where it is quiet and much cooler than the house is
And there is no clocks or phones to wake us up
Because I have learned that nothing is as pressing
As the one who is pressing would like you to believe
And I am content to walk a little slower
Because there is nowhere that I really need to be
I find that life is easier when it is just a blur
With no details to confuse who or what or where I was
So when the ending comes the full regret will seem obscure
But these are days we dream about when the sunlight paints us gold
And this apartment could not be prettier as when we danced up there alone
This tv is old, the color is fucked, do you see the
Difference in the shades?
But the green is still close to green, my love
And I believe we are the same
And we’ll stay like this, all gold and green
The light collects and projects your heart on a movie screen
And if you close your eyes
We will always be the way we were that night
You crawled inside of me
And you slept in my blood the way you sleep now
The quietest hush has consumed this house
And when the doctors are gone and you sweat through the bed
With all these pictures and pills they piled around your head
Just rest now, and in a moment you will know everything
Was it just a dream?
It’s too vague now to recount.
And outline of the one you loved in a life that was not longer will be stands
Above you as you sleep.
Lover I Don’t Have to Love | Bright Eyes
Now it’s two o’clock,
the club is closed we’re up the block
Your hands on me
I’m pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn’t care to know
Who else may have been you before
best song
And this apartment could not be prettier as when we danced up there alone
