There’s this..thing I just can’t shake. I keep thinking back to Tim and suicide and how is it that so many of us just want to die. I still can’t understand what it is in our space that clouds us, at times, with such hopelessness. I used to think it was the weather. Winters in…
once i drove through decatur. i was so excited because of the sufjan stevens song. now every time i listen to it, i close my eyes and i’m in the car with my bare feet up on the dash whipping past that sign.
i feel like blackberry stone is about charlie fink
i was really listening to the words the other day and the line “i’d be sad that i never held your hand as you were lowered” stuck out to me, seeing as though noah and the whale have a song called “hold my hand as i’m lowered”. the more i think about it i realize i’m probably not the only person who has figured this out, but i thought it was worth sharing. i love that about music. you can learn so much about people from really listening to the words of their songs.
All too soon we’ve come to bloom Blown about and dusty rivers And pointed skywards, scrape the heavens And should we end before we’re shriven And call the names that we’ve been given Grown in cities long since abandoned Blown to pieces and thrown at random This is what we see while standing Long before the thought of landing