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cga

"No man is offended by another man's admiration of the woman he loves; it is the woman only who can make it a torment. "

- Jane Austen

brownm

BUT I CAN'T TEACH YOU MY SWAG',
YOU CAN PAY FOR SCHOOL BUT YOU CAN'T BUY CLASS.

conoroberst

Once upon a time there was an ocean, but now it's a mountain range. Something unstoppable set into motion. Nothing is different, but everything's changed. It's a dead end job, and you get tired of sittin'. And it's like a nicotine habit you're always thinking about quittin'. I think about quittin' every day of the week, when I look out my window it's brown and it's bleak. Outta here, how am I gonna get outta here? I'm thinking outta here, when am I gonna get outta here? And when will I cash in my lottery ticket and bury my past with my burdens and strife? I want to shake every limb in the garden of Eden and make every lover the love of my life. I figure that once upon a time I was an ocean, but now I'm a mountain range. Something unstoppable set into motion. Nothing is different, but everything's changed. Found a room in the heart of the city, down by the bridge. Hot plate and TV and beer in the fridge. But I'm easy, I'm open, that's my gift. I can flow with the traffic, I can drift with the drift. Home again? Naw, never going home again. Think about home again? I never think about home. But then comes a letter from home, the handwriting's fragile and strange. Something unstoppable set into motion. Nothing is different, but everything's changed. The light through the stained glass was cobalt and red and the frayed cuffs and collars were mended by halos of golden thread. The choir sang, "Once Upon A Time There Was An Ocean" and all the old hymns and family names came fluttering down as leaves of emotion.

mariataylor

i can't believe my eyes
You always want to be somewhere. Looks like we’re already there. Take a look outside. I can’t believe my eyes. Sunset became the sunrise. I can feel your heart beating. Anxious, you offer up, “We really must get leaving”. So conscious of the clock. I nose up to the window. Staring at the sky. Is there anything up there tonight? Stars and satellites collide. You always want to be somewhere. Looks like we’re already there. Take a look outside. Take a look outside. I can’t believe my eyes. I can’t believe my eyes. I can’t believe my eyes.

emilyb

Strain, living with a name. They get the best of me but I'm no walker away. No complaint, I got much to gain. So they keep testing me and I keep feeding their face. They could go off and hit the road. And what would I care, hell I ain’t goin' nowhere. I got the reigns and courage I was made of. And they've got fake love.