It’s empty in the valley of your heart The sun, it rises slowly as you walk Away from all the fears And all the faults you’ve left behind The harvest left no food for you to eat You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see But I have seen the same I know the shame in your… Read more »
If you want to leave I won’t beg you to stay And if you gotta go darling Maybe it’s better that way I’m gonna be strong I’m gonna do fine
Here’s a beautiful song I found (totally by mistake in a House Remix that was 2h long)
Sometimes you get this song stuck in your head. Earworms can be maddening—those songs that get stuck, playing over and over in your head. When we listen to a song, it triggers a part of the brain called the auditory cortex. Researchers at Dartmouth University found that when they played part of a familiar song… Read more »
I’m just gonna stand with my bag hanging off my left arm I’m just gonna walk home kicking stones at parked cars But I had a great night, ’cause you kept rubbing against my arm I’m just gonna stand with my bag hanging off my left arm https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oG2KlEhRPBw
I was taking a trip down memory lane tonight, looking at pictures with my old crushes and the best times I had in Uni. I usually have a song that reminds me the most of one person. There is Metallica – Unforgiven for Razvan, Fort Minor – High Road for Calin, Linkin Park – Papercut… Read more »
Promise me that you’ll leave the light on To help me see with daylight, my guide, gone ’cause I believe there’s a way you can love me Because I say
Are you, are you Coming to the tree? Where I told you to run, So we’d both be free. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKAM_Hk4eZ0
Long ago I was in love with the music of Goran Bregović. I had listened to the White Cat, Black Cat soundtrack, Weddings and Funerals band and to the eerie voice of Kayah while playing StarCraft (I don’t usually like in-game music selections so I choose my own). Imagine me gathering minerals on folk music… Read more »
It was amazing how many mistakes one life could accumulate. You try so hard, day by day, to make something of yourself, to prove that maybe just maybe you haven’t completely fucked up yet.