they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Wednesday, June 03, 2009

and, exhale.

i'm listening to my ipod on shuffle as i cut vegetables for roasting. turnips, cauliflower, red pepper, red onion, garlic, grape tomatoes. you get the picture. and the songs are on shuffle and they're coming in at a strange but perfect order. all about god. all of them. and then, my favorite bright eyes song plays. and the lyrics resonate with me now more than ever.

"...and if you swear that there's no truth and who cares, how come you say it like you're right? why are you scared to dream of god when it's salvation that you want...she takes a small silver wreath and pinned it onto me, she said this one will bring you love. and i don't know if it's true, but i keep it for good luck."


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