There's not a mood I've ever had that couldn't be felt in a CocoRosie song.
Gravedigress dig me a hole I can bury
All of my love and all of my holy
All of my love and all of my holy
Old gravediggress by the dried out brook
Whose babble turns to gravel
And my company too
I used to watch the butterflies,
Pretend that its spring
When December can't remember
Not a damn cold thing
Old gravedigger-r by the burnt out tree
Who held the hive a murmur
But no more bees
I used to hear the wind
Made speak and sing the leaves
Seems so long I've felt but a shy and tender breeze
Gravedigress dig me a hole I can bury
All of my love and all of my holy
Gravedigress dig me a hole I can bury
All of my love and all of my holy
I'm obsessed with alt-j... Specially the song ms. The signs are not lost on me, but I love the song. I also love this one, west coast by something or other...the dude from phantom planet, who sings that song California. Signs also not lost. Mom says all phone calls have stopped late in the evening...this sign is not lost, either.
ReplyDeleteFuck you, poorly placed signage...
Miss you!!!
I am also obsessed with alt-j, but believe with all my heart that you may perhaps be misinterpreting said signs from le universe. I say for the next week interpret all signs in reverse. Report back to me with your findings.
DeleteAlternatively, write down all things you believe may be signs and I will interpret them for you. I AM the oracle, after all.
Miss you terribly.
All of the days.