Songs burn from the inside and the out.

Thoughts and feels on Radiohead

At the end of the day, we are all just walking each other home.

They make excellent lovers. But poor housemates!

I watched an artist battle his demons, and I understood completely.

A single name is too small for a constellaion

The heart is not written down on any map; true places never are.

Watch out for those sparks, big fires start small.

“When I was small I was in love with everything. 
Now there’s only you.”

Once life and the sea cast their spell, you must find a way to exist as a vibration between two worlds. Alternating pleasure and pain.

Elbow – 2008 The Seldom Seen Kid