For Emma, Forever Ago

Song: Skinny Love
Artist: Bon Iver

***some advice: get the album!***

Come on skinny love just last the year

Pour a little salt we were never here

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer



I tell my love to wreck it all

Cut out all the ropes and let me fall

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Right in the moment this order's tall



I told you to be patient

I told you to be fine

I told you to be balanced

I told you to be kind

In the morning I'll be with you

But it will be a different "kind"

I'll be holding all the tickets

And you'll be owning all the fines



Come on skinny love what happened here

Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Sullen load is full; so slow on the split



I told you to be patient

I told you to be fine

I told you to be balanced

I told you to be kind

Now all your love is wasted?

Then who the hell was I?

Now I'm breaking at the britches

And at the end of all your lines



Who will love you?

Who will fight?

Who will fall far behind?

High as a kite

High as a kite I’m trying desperately to find Microsoft Office in my start programs menu. It’s no easy task, especially when you actually have something to put down. Like I was saying when you’re so out of it most of the time and you actually got around to being numb so maybe the next step is to actually be happy a little. Everything comes crashing down around you on a sunny Monday afternoon when you’ve got nothing better to do than order a pizza get baked and watch a few bad movies. Too bad they’re all following the American recipe. Love, family good will prevail. Even the worst comedies. The movie ends you get up from your chair and start to see the bits and pieces of your dreams flying around you in a whirl wind glittering in the Monday sun that comes through the shades of your living room. Some peaces look familiar but really, I can’t remember from witch dream they came. Now, being hollow, some things tend to resonate within when they bump into you. But nothing stays. An album from the 90’s, a cigarette and some really nice things. That’s all you’ve got. The walls around really look friendly once you get to know them.