Mulling over song lyrics right now. It’s been a rough night.
John My Beloved, Sufjan Stevens:
So can we be friends, sweetly
Before the mystery ends?
I love you more than the world can contain
in its lonely and ramshackle head
There’s only a shadow of me; in a manner of speaking I’m dead
Broken Crown, Mumford & Sons:
But in this twilight, our choices seal our fate
Emptiness, Matt Pond PA:
I understand that I don’t make sense
This starlight crush on emptiness
My empire’s radius extends all the way to my fingertips
I write you from my back, I write you in my mind, I write you from everywhere
And basically the entirety of Minnesota by The Mountain Goats. Old love, old blood. I’m feeling dense.