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Nobody’s Cryin - Patty Griffin

As I’m sittin’ in the taxi for the sky
He’s off to slay some demon dragonfly
And he looks at me, that long last time
Turns away again and I waved goodbye
In an envelope, inside his coat
Is a chain I wore, around my throat
Along with, a note I wrote
Said “I love you but, I don’t even know why”

But darling, I wish you well
On your way to the wishing well
Swinging off of those gates of hell
But I can tell how hard you’re trying
Just have this secret hope
sometimes all we do is cope
Somewhere on the steepest slope
There’s an endless rope
And nobody’s crying

Well a long night turns into a couple long years
Of me walkin’ around, around this trail of tears
Where the very loud voices of my own fears
Is ringin’ and ringin’ in my ears
It says that love is long gone
Every move I make is all wrong
Says you never gave a damn for me
For anything, for anyone

But darling, I wish you well
On your way to the wishing well
Swinging off of those gates of hell
But I can tell how hard you’re trying,
Just have this secret hope
Sometimes all we do is cope
Somewhere on the steepest slope
There’s an endless rope
And nobody’s crying

May you dream you are dreaming, in a warm soft bed
And may the voices inside you that fill you with dread
Make the sound of thousands of angels instead
Tonight where you might be laying your head

I wish you well
On your way to the wishing well
Swinging off of those gates of hell
But I can tell how hard you’re trying
Still have this secret hope
Sometimes all I do is cope
Somewhere on the steepest slope
There’s an endless rope
And nobody’s crying
Nobody’s crying
Nobody’s crying


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Nov
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this is @Liz_longley. She is really, really, really great.

this is @Liz_longley. She is really, really, really great.


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kind of looks like the world’s on fire.

kind of looks like the world’s on fire.


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I mean, it’s Jersey and it smells like sulfur, but the sky is pretty.

I mean, it’s Jersey and it smells like sulfur, but the sky is pretty.


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blowpops. Driving to PA. It’s sunny. Listening to Sainthood. It’s gonna be a good day.

blowpops. Driving to PA. It’s sunny. Listening to Sainthood. It’s gonna be a good day.


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Nov
6th
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Reason number 1532 why I love playing house shows: cheese puffs.

Reason number 1532 why I love playing house shows: cheese puffs.


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Nov
5th
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see you tonight at 7pm at Rockwood Music Hall :)

photo by lauren farmer (tumblr)

see you tonight at 7pm at Rockwood Music Hall :)

photo by lauren farmer (tumblr)


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Nov
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I have never understood the concept of infatuation. It has always been my understanding that being infatuated means you THINK you are in love, but you’re actually not; infatuation is (supposedly) just a foolish, fleeting feeling. But if being ‘in love’ is an abstract notion, and it’s not tangible, and there is no way to physically prove it to anyone else, how is being in love any different than having an infatuation? If you THINK you’re in love with someone and you FEEL like you’re in love with someone, then you obviously are; thinking and feeling is the sum total of what love is. If my only way to understand the world is through what I think and what I feel, how can THINKING I’m in love and FEELING that I’m in love be relegated into the category of ‘infatuation’? What’s the fucking difference?

C. Klosterman (via caryrandolph)

i effing love klosterman.

however, being in love is weird.  the kind of love that stays around forever sort of morphs into different things as years pass.  infatuation generally stays the same.  right?  i dunno.


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