February 2012
47 posts
fuckyeahtheverve:
Just breathe in the air But don’t be afraid There’s a time for us to make Sense of all this pain Sense of all this pain
I've gotta tell you my tale
fuckyeahtheverve:
Of how I loved and how I failed I hope you understand These feelings should not be in the man In every child, in every eye In every sky, above my head I hope that I know So come with me in bed Because it’s you and me, we’re history There ain’t nothing left to say When I will get you alone
checkthemeaning:
sweetaia:
Black Rebel...
This is a tale of a Northern Soul
fuckyeahtheverve:
Looking to find his way back home He’s coming from that same old road You know the one your folks don’t know I wanna see if you know me I was born in a rented room My mother didn’t get no flowers Dad didn’t approve of me, do you? I’m alive with something inside of me And I don’t think I’m coming back So come on, come in inside of me Let’s spread it all around
“The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts,...”
– Charles Bukowski (via whimsicalsun)
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January 2012
42 posts
And when the city sleeps, we go walking
fuckyeahtheverve:
We find a hole in the sky, and then we start talking And then we say, “Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ Buy us some time, buy us some time…” Hear what I’m saying Can you hear what I’m saying?
