A heater shorted and it burned almost everything I own. Because we were here for four months, I'd brought all my worldly goods with me. We saved my lyrics, crawling along the floor with wet towels around our heads. We had to make a chain and hold hands because I was the only one who knew where they were, I was the last in the chain. We got really told off by the firemen, it was like being back at school. They were saying "You're life's more important than your words" and I was like, "What do you know?". They were the only thing that was irreplaceable, I thought. The next day, I was sifting through the charred remains and I came across my wallet and it had two pictures of me and Mary - the first tow pictures we ever had taken together - and they were still there although a bit charred around the edges and I was really pleased. I genuinely felt happy about the fire, I didn't feel upset, I felt releif in a very banal way.
I realized I'm holding old pictures of things, even taken before my birth, to give me a sense that things went on. (robert)
remembering you standing quiet in the rain as
i ran to your heart to be near and we kissed as
the sky fell in holding you close how i always
held close in your fear remembering you
running soft through the night you were bigger
and brighter and wider than snow and
screamed at the make-believe screamed at the
sky and you finally found all your courage to
let it all go
remembering you fallen into my arms crying
for the death of your heart you were stone
white so delicate lost in the cold you were
always so lost in the dark remembering you
how you used to be slow drowned you were
angels so much more than everything oh hold
for the last time then slip away quietly open
my eyes but i never see anything
if only i had thought of the right words i could
have hold on to your heart if only i'd thought of
the right words i wouldn't be breaking apart all
my pictures of you
Looking So long at these pictures of you but i
never hold on to your heart looking so long for
the words to be true but always just breaking
apart my pictures of you
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted more than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted more than to never feel the breaking
apart all my pictures of you
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