you know i come here to listen to sad songs and think about how to say whatever it is that i can't say
it's not words it's physical
enough talk let's fuck
our hearts out our stomach top of the roller coaster i'm going down
to the bottom
to lie here and think about
why bon iver's first album is still so good
and winter in a minnesota cabin
between the trees some frozen tears
i could feel them fuck between the walls
remembered what it's like to reach through and grab nothing
press yourself against the wall
like a magnet from a distance
how many ways to say whatever it is i can't say
i can't say but i know now
i mean i think i know you guys i think i know
i didn't choose this but i want it
nostalgia 101 - a hundred different things about love
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
sadness in the new, sadness is the old
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