Thursday, December 28, 2006

Someday

"You'll be loved, you'll be loved like you never have known And the memories of me will seem more like a bad dreams Just a series of blurs: Like I never occurred Someday You will be loved" 
 
 Gibbard/Walla

 "Burn it down ´til the embers smoke on the ground And start a new when your heart is empty room With walls of the deepest blue" 

 Gibbard 

 "Sorrow drips into you heart through a pinhole Just Like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound But while you debate half-empty half-full it slowly rises:your love is gonna drown" 

 Gibbard

El Artista y el Fragmentado, 23/10

“But the grease and the felt, those that I absorbed and understood so thoroughly like Descartes understood he existed “I think therefore I...