24 November 2011

For the Love, Comes the Burning Young

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01 September 2011

My dear, but if I make the pearly gates I'll do my best to make a drawing

Two and a half years ago, I drew a sketch of a poster of words from "The Trapeze Swinger" I eventually wanted to make when I had time and supplies. Thanks to graduation and my brother's old prismacolor markers, I have a new poster.


03 November 2010

You Wish Young Eyes Could See You Grow Older

Do you remember that episode of Pete & Pete when Pete hears the best song he's ever heard but can't remember how it goes and know one knows what it is and he's worried that he's going to lose it forever? I didn't think that story was relevant anymore because all you have to do is type "lyrics" and "whatever words you remember" into google and you instantly know what it is. A few weeks ago though, I was in H&M not really paying attention to the music until I realized that I had been listening to the best song I've ever heard in my life. I tried to remember some words but they were too hard to understand and there were only 20 seconds left in the song so I hummed the part I remembered and hoped I'd figure out some way to type that into google. This, asking people if they've heard a song that sounded like a mix between Coldplay, Patrick Wolf, and Sigur Ros, and looking for an H&M playlist didn't work but spending 4 hours on this did. There's not really any moral to this story, it's just something to say about a song that I like so much that I don't have anything to say about it.

17 March 2009

maybe maybe

CAPO 3

VERSE:
Am C
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cutting belts and magazines
and things you'll never need
the mirrors in you room at night
and skies that never fold
you're sorry that it matters more
but who would ever tell
i know you need to stay above
but i swore i swore i swore

CHORUS:
C G
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|--3------------|---------------|
|---------------|--3------------|
it's all over your eyes
there's nothing you can do
i'm coming out my skin tonight
so tell me if you're ready or no
i'm tired of living out a lie
sitting here watching things flying by me
Am C
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|----2----------|----2----------| x3
|------2----x4--|------0----x4--|
|--0------------|--3------------|
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and maybe maybe
you're gonna save me
maybe maybe
G
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but i don't know
Am C
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i don't think so

VERSE
last night i woke up cold
and i walked right out into the dark
and eight-hundred reasons why
kept flying into my eyes
wish i could say that i killed them dead
but they're just much bigger than i

CHORUS