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Passing Afternoon :: Iron & Wine

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms

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The Sea and the Rhythm :: Iron & Wine

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

Tonight, we’re the sea and the salty breeze the milk from your breast is on my lips and lovelier words from your mouth to me when salty my sweat and fingertips

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Sodom, South Georgia :: Iron & Wine

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

Papa died smiling Wide as the ring of a bell Gone all star white Small as a wish in a well And Sodom, South Georgia Woke like a tree full of bees Buried in Christmas Bows and a blanket of weeds

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Someday the Waves :: Iron & Wine

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

Waking before you I’ve got a fever and a childish wish for snow Seems like a long, long time Since I spun you to this borrowed radio

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Each Coming Night :: Iron & Wine

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

Will you say when I’m gone away “My lover came to me and we’d lay In rooms unfamiliar but until now”

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My Lady’s House (edit) :: Iron & Wine

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

there is light in my lady’s house and there’s none but some falling rain this like a spoken word she is more than her thousand names

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Dance Music :: The Mountain Goats

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

alright I’m on johnson avenue in san luis obispo and I’m five years old or six maybe. and indications there’s something wrong with our new house trip down the wire twice daily I’m in the living room watching the watergate hearings while my step father yells at my mother. launches a glass across the room, [...]

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Broom People :: The Mountain Goats

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

’36 hudson in the garage, all sorts of junk in the unattached spare room, dishes in the kitchen sink, new straw for the old broom, friends who dont have a clue, well meaning teachers, but down in your arms, in your arms, I am a wild creature.

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Holland, 1945 :: Neutral Milk Hotel

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

The only girl I’ve ever loved Was born with roses in her eyes But then they buried her alive One evening 1945 With just her sister at her side And only weeks before the guns All came and rained on everyone Now she’s a little boy in Spain Playing pianos filled with flames On empty [...]

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In the Aeroplane Over the Sea :: Neutral Milk Hotel

Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged , , , on August 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

What a beautiful face I have found in this place That is circling all round the sun What a beautiful dream That could flash on the screen In a blink of an eye and be gone from me Soft and sweet Let me hold it close and keep it here with me

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The King of Carrot Flowers, Pt. 1 :: Neutral Milk Hotel

Posted in Music, tagged , , , on August 1, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

When you were young You were the king of carrot flowers And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet

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