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samuelchanyf:
Ben Howard feat. Daughter - Black Flies
Black flies on the windowsill
That we are
That we are
That we are to know
Winter stole summer’s thrill
And the river’s cracked and cold
See the sky is no man’s land
A darkened plume to stay
Hope here needs a humble hand
Not a fox found in your place
No man is an island, this I know
But can’t you see?
Maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone
Black flies on the windowsill
That we are
That we are
That we are to hold
Comfort came against my will
And every story must grow old
Still I’ll be a traveler
A gypsy’s reins to face
But the road is wearier
With that fool found in your place
No man is an island, this I know
But can’t you see?
Maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone
So here we are
[Instrumental]
Oh I don’t wanna beg your pardon
And I don’t wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by?
Oh I don’t wanna beg your pardon
And I don’t wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by?
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requiredreeding:
IF I CAN’T TRUST YOU THEN DAMN IT, HANNAH
THERE’S NO FUTURE
THERE’S NO ANSWER
THOUGH WE LIVE ON THE US DOLLAR
YOU AND ME, WE GOT OUR OWN SENSE OF TIME
(Source: summerreeding) |
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Somebody asked me “What you’re gonna do with your life?”
And I stared out into nothing, searching for the answer that’s right.
But it’s okay to not always be sure exactly where you wanna go
And love may not be the cure, that’s something I’ll never know.
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