Friday 17 June 2011

So for tonight..

So for tonight,
count all the good that you have and rest it on your shoulder.

For tonight,
gather your regrets and let the mist cover them forever.

For tonight,
be the kid who believes in magic and carry it in your eyes.

For tonight,
sing your own song and let it be your theme for tomorrow and after.

So for tonight,
let's abandon and be.

The song for this night, before it swallows us in it's peace, is Thistle and weeds by Mumford and Sons. Play it on repeat, the voice won't leave you. Peace out. :)


Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams,
Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams,
I sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my mind,
Alone in the wind and the rain you left me,
It's getting dark darling, too dark to see,
And I'm on my knees, and your faith in shreds, it seems.

Corrupted by the simple sniff of riches blown,
I know you have felt much more love than you've shown,
And I'm on my knees and the water creeps to my chest.

But plant your hope with good seeds,
Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds,
Rain down, rain down on me,
Look over your hills and be still,
The sky above us shoots to kill,
Rain down, rain down on me.

But I will hold on
I will hold on hope

I begged you to hear me, there's more than flesh and bones,
Let the dead bury their dead, they will come out in droves,
But take the spade from my hands and fill in the holes, you've made.

But plant your hope with good seeds,
Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds,
Rain down, rain down on me.

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