“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.” --Sylvia Plath

Saturday, July 14, 2012

obsessed

it's been so long since I've discovered a band and instantly fell in love. Tonight, that happened. Meet Alt-J:





Now dissolve me, two tabs on your tongue,
A herd of shepherds to herd the sheep, sleep now my only one.
Broken sweethearts who sleep apart
Both still pine for the other's side spine, spoon as sleep starts.
And pulse to pulse, now shush.

She makes the sound, the sound the sea makes to calm me down.

I am see-through, soap sliver you're so thin,
As I begin rubbing lathers up your state worsens on my skin.
And gold, fatless finger to lip, one two three four hush.
And pulse to pulse, now shush.

She makes the sound, the sound the sea makes to calm me down.
She makes the sound, the sound the sea makes, I am tired now.
She makes the sound the sea makes, knee-deep in the north sea (x8)

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