When the Ocean existed outside of encyclopedias
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
The Girl with the Sun in her Head
Nail your colors to the mast
Shall I tell you stories of other stars: stars that you love, that deserve your love. Stars that do not disappoint, and disgust, and disgrace your love. Oh, I have hope they exist for your sake!
She was locked in time
Composing music while bombs are falling all around
all I want to be is holding your hand
All the people looking like they've been run through the life sucking machine. Twice.
She always was devious in her beauty
The Forgotten Color of Lightning
Only dead fish swim with the stream
You are not special. You will die here, too.
Creation vs. evolution is all a matter of musical taste
man in the moon
She is all I am listening to here
Inside us all is a little person we are dying to let out
Every time I see a dead fish that isn't, I think of you. Happiness keeps washing over me like a wave. What do I do with it all?
There is nothing left for me there, except for all that I left behind
To a girl who thought she was moving away
After the flood all the colors came out
Take Her up to Monto
Bela Fleck and the Flecktones
These fragments I have shored against my ruin:
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