I've been working awful hard for you



But you dont say, you just hold your breath
so I can't touch what I haven't yet

To the deepest part of the human heart, the fear of death expands



Until we crack the code we have always known
but could never understand

Because what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is



I've got a flask inside my pocket
we can share it on the train.
And if you promise to stay conscious
I will try and do the same.
Yeah, we might die from medication
but we sure killed all the pain.
But what was normal in the evening
by the morning seems insane.

Bright Eyes

Ingen annan musik har påverkat mig lika mycket som Bright Eyes musik. Hittills har jag inte funnit någon som skriver bättre texter än Conor Oberst och det är därför 90% av alla mina rubriker är skrivna av honom.
    Idag flyger jag till Stockholm för att Bright Eyes spelar på Debaser medis.


Passenger


She say don't give or sell your soul away, 'cause all that you have is your soul


Pour a little salt, we were never here



And in the morning I'll be with you
but it will be a different kind

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