Mientras por competir con tu cabello,
oro bruñido al sol relumbra en vano;
mientras con menosprecio en medio el llano
mira tu blanca frente el lilio bello;
mientras a cada labio, por cogello.
siguen más ojos que al clavel temprano;
y mientras triunfa con desdén lozano
del luciente cristal tu gentil cuello:
goza cuello, cabello, labio y frente,
antes que lo que fue en tu edad dorada
oro, lilio, clavel, cristal luciente,
no sólo en plata o vïola troncada
se vuelva, mas tú y ello juntamente
en tierra, en humo, en polvo, en sombra, en nada.
en tierra, en humo, en polvo, en sombra, en nada.
Dream Avenue
Ballad for the Broken
Nathan Johnson and the Cinematic Underground : Penelope's Theme
Death Cab for Cutie : Title Track
Donovan : Catch the Wind
Fugazi : Forensic Scene
Mark Kozalek : If You Want Blood (AC/DC)
Janis Joplin : Get It While You Can
Nathan Johnson and the Cinematic Underground : The Fabulist
The Poppy Family : There's No Blood In Bone
Bobby Vee : Take Good Care of My Baby
Dream Avenue
Monumental, millennial decrepitude,
As tragedy requires. A broad
Avenue with trash unswept,
A few solitary speck-sized figures
Going about their business,
In a world already smudged by a schoolboy's eraser.
You've no idea what city this is,
What country? It could be a dream,
But is it yours? You're nothing
But a vague sense of loss,
A piercing, heart wrenching dread
On an avenue with no name
With a few figures conveniently small
And blurred who in any case
Have their backs to you
As they look elsewhere, beyond
The long row of gray buildings and their many windows,
Some of which appear broken.
Dayglow Vista Road
Big thanks to Minus the Bear for knocking the socks off Salt Lake. Also, give Everest a listen, they rock and they roll.
Oh, Today
My problems are so petty, but why is it that car problems are such a great motivator of frustration? On a related note, blurry photos have been keeping the emotional peace within me. Also, now you know what it feels like when I'm not wearing my glasses.
King Sized Empty Hotel Room Bed
King Sized Empty Hotel Room Bed
Intro/Outro . Erykah Badu
Hecuba . THe Magic
Murder by Death . The Desert is on Fire
The Chap . Oozing Emotion
Metric . Calculation Theme
The Black Keys . Tighten Up
Erykah Badu . On and On
Whose flute is breathless, bent her head and signed but
spoke no word
But the fountain sprang up and the bird sang down
Redeem the time, redeem the dream
The token of the word unheard, unspoken
Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew
And after this our exile
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