.. everything we've ever said is dust in the synapses barely hanging by a thread the little pieces of my head ..
...I'm tired, I'm freezing, I'm dumb When it gets so late I forget everyone I need somewhere to stay Don't think anybody I know is awake Calm down, it's alright Keep my arms the rest of the night When they ask what do I see I see a bright white beautiful heaven hangin' over me
Broken hearts beat harder On highways built along the water How many times do I gotta tell you It’s all in your mind Nothing is what it seems We’re just dust in the arclight beams Shining off the back of my eyelids While I lay here While I lay here trying to dream
Was five years old the last time I slept A quiet night before the loudness crept
I was bruised and battered, I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window, I didn't know my own face ... I walked a thousand miles Just to slip this skin
Ray Lamontagne - Jolene ()
...A man needs something he can hold onto
A nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
I ain't about to go straight
It's too late
I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair
Blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means...
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The greater the stupidity, the greater the clarity. Stupidity is brief and guileless, while wit equivocates and hides. Wit is a scoundrel, while stupidity is honest and sincere.Fyodor Dostoyevsky, "The Brothers Karamazov"
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