Music: Graceless

Because it's pretty.

 The National - Graceless

Graceless
Is there a powder to erase this?
Is it dissolvable and tasteless?
You can't imagine how I hate this
Graceless

I'm trying, but I'm graceless
Don't have the sunny side to face this
I am invisible and weightless
You can't imagine how I hate this
Graceless

I'm trying, but I've gone
Through the glass again
Just come and find me
God loves everybody, don't remind me
I took the medicine when I went missing
Just let me hear your voice, just let me listen

Graceless
I figured out how to be faithless
But it will be a shame to waste this
You can't imagine how I hate this
Graceless

I'm trying, but I've gone
Through the glass again
Just come and find me
God loves everybody, don't remind me
I took the medicine and I went missing
Just let me hear your voice, just let me listen

All of my thoughts of you
Bullets through rock and through
Come apart at the seams
Now I know what dying means

I am not my rosy self
Left my roses on my shelf
Take the wild ones, they're my favourites
It's the side effects that save us

Grace
Put the flowers you find in a vase
If you're dead in the mind it will brighten the place
Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste
Grace

There's a science to walking through windows
There's a science to walking through windows
There's a science to walking through windows
There's a science to walking through windows without you

All of my thoughts of you
Bullets through rock and through
Come apart at the seams
Now I know what dying means

I am not my rosy self
Left my roses on my shelf
Take the wild ones, they're my favourites
It's the side effects that save us

Grace
Put the flowers you find in a vase
If you're dead in the mind it will brighten the base
Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste
Grace

Grace
Put the flowers you find in a vase
If you're dead in the mind it will brighten the base
Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste
Grace

When Things Get Stressful

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Music: I Want My Tears Back

A song for the inner child... though the longing for "sleepless nights" is also something someone suffering from writer's block can probably sympathize with as well...
But posting because wonderful song is wonderful.


 Nightwish - I Want My Tears Back



I want my tears back

The treetops, the chimneys, the snowbed stories, winter grey
Wildflowers, those meadows of heaven, wind in the wheat

A railroad across water, the scent of grandfatherly love
Blue bayous, Decembers, moon through a dragonfly's wings

Where is the wonder, where's the awe?
Where's dear Alice knocking on the door?
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there?
Where the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare?

Where is the wonder, where's the awe?
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for?
Before the years take me
I wish to see
The lost in me

I want my tears back
I want my tears back now

A ballet on a grove, still growing young all alone
A rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa

Where is the wonder, where's the awe?
Where's dear Alice knocking on the door?
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there?
Where the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare?

Where is the wonder, where's the awe?
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for?
Before the years take me
I wish to see
The lost in me

I want my tears back
I want my tears back now

A Little Whimsy

Partially because I don't feel like posting and have not finished any of my drafts, and partially because I'm in an odd mood I present instead... music!

This song just makes me smile when I listen to it, so there.

Lisa Mitchell - Coin Laundry



There I was
Sitting on the top of the world
In a coin laundry.
Well I could have been royalty
Sitting in the palace like a queen.

Do you have a dollar?
Do you have a dollar for me?
Have you got a house on a hill
And a bed for three?

Oh do you have a story
Do you have a story for me?
Do you know the one where
We'll all live happily?

Do you, do you?
Do you, do you?

So now I'm here
Sitting on the edge
Throwing these stones to the long lost friends.
I could have been a common thief
Sitting in the dirt quite happily.

Do you have a dollar?
Do you have a dollar for me?
Maybe just an hour or two
And a pot of tea?

Have you got a memory
Have you got a memory for me?
Tell me about the days when
You were seventeen.

Do you, do you?
Do you, do you?

Do you have a dollar?
Do you have a dollar for me?
Have you got a little old house
And a lemon tree?

Do you have a reason?
Do you have a reason for me?
Can I be the girl that you met in a coin laundry?

Can I be the girl that you met,
Can I be the girl that you met,
Can I be the girl that you met in the coin laundry?

Oh can I be the girl that you met,
Can I be the girl that you met,
Can I be the girl that you met in the coin laundry?