“People tell me there will come a time when your heart and mine will grow cold. No more staring at the evening sky. Low replaces high when you’re old. As long as you’re around I’ll follow you. You won’t ever be alone. As long as you’re around I’ll follow you, and I will be wherever you go.

They say the future is our enemy. Time eventually will set the sun. But I believe in you and you believe in me. How can we ever go wrong? As long as you’re around I’ll follow you. This heart is never going to break. As long as you’re around I’ll follow you, and I will give whatever this love takes…

So in the hours of the darkest kind, when it’s hard to find who we are, one can stare into the other’s eyes–be each other’s light in the dark. As long as you’re around I will follow you. You won’t ever be alone. As long as you’re around I will follow you, and I will be wherever you go.”

-Jon McLaughlin

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You’re never alone..

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“I am thinking it’s a sign that the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images, and when we kiss
They’re perfectly aligned.
And I have to speculate that God Himself did
Make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay.
And true, it may seem like a stretch but it’s
Thoughts like this that catch my troubled head
When you’re away–when I am missing you to death.
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows, and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home.
They will see us waving from such great heights.
‘Come down now,’ they’ll say.
But everything looks perfect from far away.
‘Come down now,’ but we’ll stay.
I’ve tried my best to leave this all on your machine
But the persistent beat, it sounded thin upon listening.
And that frankly will not fly.
You’ll hear the shrillest highs and lowest lows,
With the windows down, when this is
Guiding you home.
They will see us waving from such great heights.
‘Come down now,’ they’ll say.
But everything looks perfect from far away.
‘Come down now,’ but we’ll stay.”

-Iron & Wine

 

Winds of Wander

“Lay, lazy sun,
Hanging heavy up above.
Drown in the drowsy afternoon.
In the green grass,where yellow flowers bloom,
The heart beats slow, and eyes will close,
They’ll close…
Vise hands, loosen up the reins.
That tight grasp won’t save you any pain.
Rock back and forwards with your breath,
From this stone house, the home you’ve never left.
The heartbeat slows,
And eyes will close…
Learn to float, don’t you worry so..
Let the winds of wander blow.
Up and away we go,
Where the winds of wander blow.
Up and away we go,
Where the winds of wander blow..”

-A Fine Frenzy

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“The poet’s eye,in a fine frenzy rolling,doth glance from heaven to earth,from earth to heaven…

…and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name; such tricks hath strong imagination.”
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

I love music, and I could talk about it for hours. It is always cool to share your musical taste and interests with other people, so what better place than here?

One of my favorite artists is Alison Sudol, who sings under the name A Fine Frenzy. You know how it is when you just kind of forget about an artist for a while and then you rediscover all of their music that you own it’s kind of exciting…Well, that’s what happened with me. I haven’t listened to A Fine Frenzy in about a year, I’d say, and I just remembered that I have all of her music on my computer, so I’ve been listening to it and am reminded of why I loved it in the first place.

Her lyrics are so creative, and that’s always a mark of a good artist.And most of all, I love the imagery that her lyrics evoke.
I’ve got all of her albums, and I probably couldn’t say which one I love best.
In case you’re interested, they are:

ImageOne Cell in the Sea, 2007

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B
omb in a Birdcage, 2009

ImagePines, 2012

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“You show up like a hurricane, all hungry-eyed, and weather-stained.
The clock forgets to tick, and I the same.
I died the day you disappeared, so why would you be welcome here?
Ride the wind that brought you back away.
No, you can’t come in.
No, you can’t come in.
I cannot stop my rebel hands from pulling out the pots and pans.
I left you in the cold until you shook.
You’re gentle now but I recall both tender fire and bitter squall,
A history so deep it hurts to look.
No, you can’t come in.
No, you can’t come in.
If the sea should swallow up my house I will turn the rooftop inside out,
And the wind will be wailing, but I will be sailing faster.
Oh, the elements I do not fear, but I fall apart when you appear.
Cause you are the greatest, the greatest disaster.
If the sea should swallow up my house I will turn the rooftop inside out,
And the wind will be wailing but I will be sailing faster.”

“I see Your face in every sunrise.
The colors of the morning are inside Your eyes.
The world awakens in the light of the day.
I look up to the sky and say, ‘You’re beautiful.’
I see Your power in the moonlit night,
Where planets are in motion and galaxies are bright.
We are amazed in the light of the stars.
It’s all proclaiming who You are.
You’re beautiful.
I see You there hanging on a tree.
You bled,and then You died,and then You rose again for me.
Now You are sitting on Your heavenly throne.
Soon we will be coming home.
You’re beautiful.
When we arrive at eternity’s shore,
Where death is just a memory and tears are no more,
We’ll enter in as the wedding bells ring.
Your bride will come together and we’ll sing, ‘You’re beautiful.’
I see Your face, You’re beautiful.”