Patches (120/365)

Whilst desperately searching for the back to my holga camera because my darkroom class starts tomorrow, I found these gems. side note I remember what bouncing souls & I have in common - an insatiable love for coffee.

JIMMY EAT WORLD - "Patches"

I'm not worried about my life, it's too big.
Carpet stains on the ground and I think
I've found a way out downstairs turn around.
Wake me, take me up upside down.
Head down, lay down.
No one is ever around when I need them most.
Ricochet, right now.
I'm not worried about my life, it's too big.
Carpet stains on the ground and I thought I found a way out
Downstairs turn around.
Wake me, take me up upside down.
Hands down, lay down.
No one is ever around when I need them most.
Ricochet ricochet, right now

Figure (119/365)

Forever doodling this figure.

JAWBOX - "Impossible Figure"

forced open eyes, i felt the heat cling to me,
felt the air pass through me
rode an engine that was wearing down.
from bearing me between the nether ends of questions,
past my half-learned lessons,
while i faked a joyful sound.
chrysalis, always waiting, wasting time
debating action, feeling smart,
and pushing to be pulled apart.
you know this road so well,
can't tell me where it leads.
fifty miles of extremes, from contact to withdrawal,
that engine's slowing to a crawl.
doubtful of a coming change,
that turns half into a whole
without feeling pain at all.
you know this road so well,
can't tell me
where it leads...
it's only in-between.

Soft (118/365)

Punx gone soft & comforting with lemuria & you blew it.

REFUSED - "Soft"

Too much degradation - I'm going to tell the truth
I'm going to spit it out - bring it out - twist the chords
Too much bullshit inflicted - too many stories told
I'm so fed up with lies - I'm just so fed up - no more

I'm not going soft like you
I'm not going soft like you
I'm not going soft like you
I'm not going soft like you

Too much pressure taken - you've lost the cause
You lost your self-esteem - your conscious mind
I'm still in touch with reality - I'm still going to fight
I'm infrangible - I am still here

I'm still here - I'm still hard
I'm still here - but you've gone soft

You've gone soft, you've gone soft
You've gone soft, you've gone soft

The EDGE hasn't gone dull
The EDGE hasn't gone dull
The EDGE hasn't gone dull
The EDGE hasn't gone dull

Alligator (117/365)

Indy & I stopped to stretch our legs & made a new prehistoric friend. #florida

FAKE PROBLEMS - "Alligator Assassinator"

Hey alligator won't you swallow me hole?
Bite down on my leg put me in your death roll
You're going to love the way I taste

Now everybody doing their own thing tonight
Get drunk get high get messed straight out of your mind
But me? I think I'm going straight to sleep
I've got a long road ahead of me and I'm in that drivers seat

Hey alligator do you wanna go again?
I swear to God right now I'll send you straight to heaven
I've got the strength of a thousand no make that a million men

No you go on tell your reptile friends you're sorry
I should have never messed with him

Replica (116/365)

Karen got me this amazing octopus specimen replica for my case of curiosities. My friends know me well & spoil me. Thanks Karen!

BIKINI KILL - "Rah! Rah! Replica!"

Send "Rah! Rah! Replica!" Ringtone to your Cell
I caught my boyfriend kissing a replica
Oh god, she looked just like me
Only nice and sweet and better
But she's not bacon boy
She's fucking sizzlelean yeah

She burnt my dresses and she cut my hair
"She burnt my dresses and she cut my hair"
HE BURNT MY DRESSES AND HE CUT MY HAIR
Dowsed out the fire in my stare

One. Two.

Now I live on a new street baby,
Now I live on a new street yeah,
Now I live on a new street baby,
Address double Zero and the place is nowhere

Don't. You. Try. To. Fake. Me. Out.

Contrast (115/365)

love the contrast and saturation of a Florida day.

AMPERE - "Up The Contrast"

it blurs into nothing between night and day... into one moment where all is right and wrong... everything and nothing at all makes complete sense tonight. between the sheets or between the lines, she smiled and said, "you're through..."

Suspended (114/365)

Suspended in mid-air mid-week meetings.

TILT - "Suspended"

In no condition
For your retribution
Are we rehearsing?
The pain dispersing
Verdict repeated
No words are needed
Have I been misled?
Alone apprehended

Leave me suspended
Leave me upended
Leave me suspended
So unprotected
Pull gently upward
Hoisted and tethered
Unseen and unheard
So undetected

Punishment fitting
I'm lifting and lifting
No more aquittal
Severe yet so simple
Play your vendetta
A weightless sonata
Ascension getting
An act I am regretting

From here you
Look so small
I'm swinging free
But I won't fall
Lights and drapes
Hang with me
How can you just
Turn and leave?

Huge (113/365)

Magical sunset with a huge hot air balloon.

BRACKET - "Huge Balloon"

You want to leave this place
They're always in your face
Please hitch a ride with me
Who says we cannot fly
Give it one more try
Let's see what we can see

Get in my huge balloon [x3]
Sunny weather
Get in my huge balloon [x3]
Sunny weather

We can start again brand new
All your dreams can come true
Stay happy all the time
Stop pretending that you're dead
Climb in like I said
Your only wish is mine

Get in my huge balloon [x3]
Sunny weather
Get in my huge balloon [x3]
Sunny weather

All our troubles far behind
In a place no one will find
Me and you every night
Let everything be all right

Get in my huge balloon [x3]
Sunny weather
Get in my huge balloon [x3]
Sunny weather

Get in my huge balloon [x3]
Sunny weather

Florida (112/365)

Oh Florida, you so pretty with your lovely sunsets.

RUBRICS - "Home Is The Heart Of Florida"

Home is the heart of Florida only 500 miles away. Revolutionary dreams are not some child-hood fantasy these kids treat us like family. The scene is tied together with mosquito infested swamps and is united by the currents and tides. I commend this community for their inclusivity. We all need inspiration and to remember why we travel across the land. From the 165 to the tight house, we all know this penninsula can't drown in the sand.

Monday (111/365)

Mondays made bright with friends & Popsicles ❤️

NOFX - "Thank God It's Monday"

Monday is my favorite time of year

I'm gonna tell you what I really think I like about Mondays
Cause they feel like Saturdays
When you don't gotta go to work
Every day is a holiday
I wake up when I want to
I do anything I wanna do
Can't wait for Tuesday

I really never liked Fridays (I don't)
I can't do what I wanna do (Like to)
Sold out at the movies (Go out)
Can't eat at the restaurants (Weekends)
Everybody want a good time
But the bar's full of cigarette smoke
I think I'll stay home
I think I'll wait for Monday

I live a 5 day weekend
I gotta year long holiday
Thank God it's Monday
The only place that I gotta go be
Is at the show or on the first tee
Thank God for irony
Nevermind the aggravation, modulation
Gimme another key

I'll tell you why I like Tuesdays (Wednesday)
Cause the're kinda like Christmas (New Years)
Come to think about Wednesdays (Thursday)
Are a little like Hanukkah (Every day is good)
Thursday's Thanksgiving
I'm talking about good living
I'll think I give thanks
Thank God it's Monday
Thank God it's Monday
Thank God it's Monday

Thank God it's Monday
Thank God it's Monday
Thank God it's Monday

Thank God it's Monday

Rabbit (110/365)

Mission create an army of misfit rabbit minions for Easter is complete.

BRIGHT EYES - "Down In A Rabbit Hole"

I heard you fell into a rabbit hole
covered yourself up in snow
baby tell me where'd you go for days and days
did they make you stay up all night
did they paint your face that pasty white
you're thirsty but your appetite is chased away
the sun turns us to stone
it's a cloudy day but we still can't go
up and out that cellar door
till we see the moon, we're invisible
no one ever takes the garbage out
the neighbor kid gets dared to touch the house
he runs back only to announce there's no one home
cause we paint the foil with the flame
smell of soda, taste butaine
for every fear that can't be named to calm you down
your heart starts skipping steps
so you're farther gone
than you might expect
if your thoughts should turn to death
gotta stomp them out like a cigarette

Vinyl (109/365)

People definitely know what vinyl is now... record breaking shopping day for Record Store Day 2014.

RELIENT K - "The Vinyl Countdown"

To the best, to the best of our knowledge we
Are doing are best to fight technology
'Cause back when our parents were in college we
Weren't even born and neither were CD's
'Cause when our folks listened to their rock & roll
They'd gather round and play it on their turntables
These days their records are worthless
'Cause DJ's scratch their records on purpose

So let's put this in a perspective
For the present day in which we live
It's all the same with all the kids
No one knows what vinyl is
Cause they just burn the mp3's
Onto their stacks of blank CD's
And during all that arsony
Their records stay right in their sleeves

It's all the same with all the kids
'Cause no one knows what vinyl is

’Cause these days kids, they are so ignorant
They have no clue what to do with their 7 inch
They say, "It won't play, it's my CD player's fault!"
I'll take it to the park and play some Frisbee golf
So, give me side A, give me side B
It really doesn’t make any difference to me
I tried to burn it like all the CD's I get
What the heck is all this melted plastic mess?!

So let's put this in a perspective
In the present day in which we live
It's all the same with all the kids
No one knows what vinyl is
Cause they just burn the mp3's
Onto their stacks of blank CD's
And during all that arsony
Their records stay right in their sleeves

It’s all the same with all the kids
'cause no one knows what vinyl is

So let's put this in a perspective
In the present day in which we live
It's all the same with all the kids
No one knows what vinyl is

Graffiti (108/365)

Gloomy underpass on a gloomy day brightened with some graffiti.

MIGHTY MIGHTY BOSSTONES - "Graffiti Worth Reading"

Graffiti worth reading rarely is written on walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true, then believe me now you worth reading graffiti is gone

While we're on it, get off it, The days of the prophet writing his words on the wall
have gone now behind us, but somehow, we find ourselves desperately reading it all

Repent! Obey! The End Is Near!
I tagged and marked and bragged and barked and, I was here!

We wrote on the surface with no real purpose or reason or rhyme what to write
Out of place and outdated and poorly illustrated, and that would be being polite.

And not for One loss, but who's counting the cost and then figuring out what we're losing?
I would guess we are losing what's less than we figured unless that's confusing.

Repent! Obey! The End Is Near!
I tagged and marked and bragged and barked and, I was here!

(Hey!)

When it's all done and stated and look at what was created, and don't take it out on us all
We try taking it lighter and don't blame the writer, just do what I do: Blame the War!

Repent! Obey! The End Is Near!
I tagged and marked and bragged and barked and, I was here!

Graffiti worth reading rarely is written on walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true, then believe me now you worth reading graffiti is gone
Graffiti worth reading rarely is written on walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true, then believe me now you worth reading graffiti is gone

Slime (107/365)

Scintillating tales from Ellen Prager excerpted from her book, Sex, Drugs & Sea Slime. Reinforced why octopuses are my fav plus I learned all about bone-eating zombie worms.

BLACK LIPS - "Slime And Oxygen"

I walked the path of million men
I gorge the belly I fight and sin
Battles in the Trojan War
I drink the wine and blood of before
A nimble skull will always crack
1000 year faithful attack
Will a coward die from calloused hands
3000 rationed spinach cans
A giddy doctrine will not live
A pancake covered battle shield
Must condemn the weakling mind
For your book that must be bind
Juggernaut will crush the bum
Combatant of the drunken slum
Gnawing on the greed of war

Collection (106/365)

Thanks to Wonderroot for arranging a visit to wareHOUSE, the home of the private Wieland Collection which is guess what - home themed. The collection is incredibly diverse & engaging just like Mr. & Mrs. Wieland. My favorite was Martha Rosler's series of 10 photomontages bringing the war home.

THE WEAKERTHANS - "Greatest Hits Collection"

Knock so I'll know you're still there,
half listening, interpreting the air.
Full of failing foreign tongue,
my dialect of stammer come undone.
I've got these threads of you and I that I use to tie my doubts down,
and from four times-zones away,
still yesterday, still talking to the past:
from the front seat of your car,
gravel road and falling, falling hands and falling star.
Start the engine up.
I'd like a new identity.
A pseudonym.
Some plastic surgery.
Or just a way to disappear.
Someone to write me out of here.
I hear you hum an unfamiliar song.
Thought maybe you would come along.
Perhaps you'd like to see some piece of this;
my new philosophy is that a crappy tape deck somewhere
plays a greatest hits collection of strange and tender moments,
lost, stranded, and forgotten.
I'll meet you there.
(Something I forgot to say:
can't find a way to make this mark more clear.
So crack your skull before you weep,
and I'll try to keep some part of me sincere.)

Home (105/365)

Finally hung up something in the living room and now it's starting to feel like home. Obviously it's Lucero. ❤️

LUCERO - "On The Way Back Home"

So young and so hungry
So unqualified
Don't want the jobs anyway
No settled life

To get outta here
Two options one chance
You joined the army
I started a band

We'll meet at the bar
We'll buy us a round
We'll toast that we're back home


We'll toast this damn town

Annie's still working
Behind the bar
You can buy her a drink
I'll sleep in the car
Let's go

It's on the way back home
We'll be there soon

One of two choices
I guess i've made mine
I drink in a different town
Nearly every night

And now you don't drink
For months at a time
I owe you a couple of rounds
We're back home tonight

We'll meet at the bar
We'll drink to old times
We'll toast that we're back home
And those left behind

Annie's still working
Behind the bar
You can buy her a drink
And I'll sleep in the car
Let's go

It's on the way back home tonight

Blossom (104/365)

The lovely dogwood blossoms are making up for the allergies (almost).

SAVES THE DAY - "Blossom"

everything is for sale underneath the sun
send your dollars in the mail
if you got what you want
well there's always more
there's a sale at the store
better get there before they close the door

down the street there's a dog
selling socks to a frog
for a 100 dollar bill
but the bill blows away

goes round and round and drifts away
all at once another day
begins blossoming right before your eyes

everything is for sale
so i'll sell my eyes
to a preacher who is blind
and i'll carve off my arms
sell them to the lumberyard
and i'll auction off my ears
maybe even pawn my fears

round and round and drift away
you are not what you will pay
all at once another day
begins blossoming right before your eyes

all is right tonight

everything is for sale underneath the sun
send your dollars in the mail
if you got what you want
well there's always more
better get it before its gone
cos it all just goes


round and round and drift away
you are not what you would pay
all at once another day
begins blossoming right before your eyes

all is right tonight

Sunday (103/365)

Sunday evening in the park with Indy. Indy thinks pictures are stupid but walks are A+.

FRANK TURNER - "Sunday Nights"

Sunday nights are slow surrender.
It never lasts and we never learn.
We can still make this one to remember.
It’s Sunday night and we’ve time to burn.
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
So charge your glasses and raise a toast to the memory gained,
to the sleep that we lost.
Another weekend run to ground,
another passing coat of red painted across our town.
Work is shallow, cuts are deep, but who would waste two days respite?
You can’t catch up on sleep.
So here we are, last chance saloon,
the ticking clock and a slow defeat, it’ll all be over soon.
Once more friends unto the breach, bleary-eyed,
the stuff of dreams always slips out of reach.
Defiance dressed in crumpled clothes,
protest played out with a headache, starting late and going slow.
So though we know we have to be here,
we have tasted freer air, so we don’t have to care.
All our days will fade away in hazy nights and clear mistakes.
So here’s to us and needs that must.
Let’s raise a toast for one last boast
because it’s Sunday night and we’ve time to burn.
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn.

Treats (102/365)

Treats for friends & furry friends.

THE NEW AMSTERDAMS - "Never Treat Others"

you can run from the sorrow
and all that you lose is the chance to make peace with the path that you choose
little apple, i'm sure, is as small as you think
bitter reminder the drown is in the drink
i admit i regret that i'm needing you
i'm depressed, you're the mess, that i looked up to
i retract every word that i say
i swear, i'll never treat others
i sweat, i'll never treat others that way
maybe this isn't anything like it should be
you'd be humble and famous, it falls perfectly
i have made some decisions, choices you make
then i see, to my error, i've made a mistake
i admit, i regret, that i'm needing you
i'm depressed, you're the mess that i looked up to
i retract every word that i say
i swear i never treat others
i swear, i never treat others
i swear i will never treat others
don't open your mouth
don't worry about it
if i was in your place i'd never allow it
i admit, i regret, i'm needing you
i'm depressed, you're the mess that i looked up to
i retract every word that i say
i swear i never treat others
i swear, i never treat others that way.

Color (101/365)

All the color.

THE REPLACEMENTS - "Color Me Impressed"

Everybody at your party
They all look depressed
Everybody dressin' funny
Color me impressed

Stayin' out late tonight
Won't be gettin' any sleep
Givin' out their word
Because that's all that they won't keep

Put the party on the mirror
Oh shit, pass the bill to Chris
Intoxicated lover ending our french kiss

Can you stand me on my feet?
Can you stand me on my feet?

(Everybody)

Everybody at your party
They don't look depressed
And everybody's dressin' funny
Color me impressed

Color me impressed
Color me impressed
Color me impressed
Color me impressed
I call it out

Sun (100/365)

Spring sun is in full effect.

SHAI HULUD - "Reach Beyond The Sun"

Come forth from darkness, though I promise you no light.
The sun beats down reflections of the despondence in our eyes.
To lie in malaise is to submit to the grave,
And we will not rest in peace.
The infinite awaits.
Extend, outreach...

Our days are as bleak as we permit.
Reach beyond the sun,
Where hopelessness has yet to spread.
Reach beyond...

No mortal soul will soar the expanse of the mind
(While) descending deeper into the abyss of the heart.
Set against twice its weight in sorrow, it does not rise.
Bereaved of dawn, Imprisoned by midnight breeding inside,
Brief lives wither away under a darkened sky of their own creation.

With just one spark, I could rekindle the sun with my very hands.

Our days are as bleak as we permit.
Reach beyond the sun,
Where hopelessness has yet to spread.
Reach beyond the sun.

Extend.
Outreach.
Reignite.

Road (99/365)

A road well traveled can still be magical.

CHUCK RAGAN - "Revival Road"

fare thee well old friends
fare thee well we go
burning up fuel and road
oh but bet your stars
one day we’ll return
for revival, sin and soul

well the color of road
is as black as the coal
the oldtimers burnt into ash
and the lines laid in gold
lead us all the way home
we follow them as hours pass
while the diesel engine’s humming like the rain
all while the rubber tires are burning up to sing,

fare thee well old friends
fare thee well we go
burning up fuel and road
oh but bet your stars
one day we’ll return
for revival, sin and soul

heading down, heading south
come south we head north
to the west where the west never won
chasing lonesome whistle bells
and iron to falling suns
while the diesel engine’s burning like a train
in that old familiar Norfolk southern way

fare thee well old friends
fare thee well we go
burning up fuel and road
oh but bet your stars
one day we’ll return
for revival, sin and soul
for revival, sin and soul

So long……

fare thee well old friends
fare thee well we go
burning up fuel and road
oh but bet your stars
one day we’ll return
for revival, sin and soul
for revival, sin and soul

Bloom (98/365)

Meet Milt. Maui Mist who is quite fetching in bloom. it'll live to bloom more than once in my care.

CODE ORANGE KIDS - "Bloom (Return To Dust)"

There is a certain way we move these chains
like a watch in a box that doesn't tell time but instead just gives it
it all starts to bleed into miles that separate
or phone calls that aren't on pace
like the chemicals my grandfather gave me
disarrayed and misconstructed
the wrong blend
but my only vice is the will to give in
to the only feeling that has ever felt worth it
excuse-less//trying to figure out what's worth keeping
when I don't hate anyone else half as much as myself.
It numbs in the never ending quiet that burns my eyelids
learning to learn between the lines of
"I want you to be free"
I want to return to the water.
To drink in the sex//sleaze//mud//greed
Put a gun in the mouth of the sky and just (breathe)
or to where I can bathe in my own conscience.
Sometimes I wake up in the ER with a needle in my arm
or in the back of a mangled car
in the silence before the light comes
but it always ends the same with a flood coursing through my veins
trying to find words to lay out the things I could never say
the way the world picks at my brain. How I can't watch you leave.
Blood is blood
but as everything comes and everyone goes,
"love is love,
return to dust."

Precious (97/365)

Behold the precious Easter seal.

CAP'N JAZZ - "Precious"

Peanuts and kiddie Molotov cocktails
On a starved stomach
On Sunday afternoons
I've got tobacco allergies,
And a bloody tongued cat lick ticking the lil' piggy peeping out of
A size and a half shoe ago

I watch myself in the fishtank mirror in the corner
All the fish died for Friday's fish fry
I'm watching a sunken ship
One Sunday,
Like a likable bully,
He pulls to a picnic and builds a fire
December embers trickle up,
set roots in a soil sky as January's stars

Whiskey Gentry @ Terminal West 4.5.14

The Whiskey Gentry plays the Terminal West, Atlanta, GA on April 5, 2014. Check out more photos from their set here.

Have Gun Will Travel @ Variety Playhouse 4.5.14

Have Gun, Will Travel plays the Variety Playhouse, Atlanta, GA on April 5, 2014. Check out more photos here.

Accurate (96/365)

Medea is surely an accurate knife thrower.

INTO IT. OVER IT. - "53% Accurate"

(Give me one more week and don't remind me...)

I've seen this look on faces
Two other times before
Full of sickness with signs of terror
On my front porch
You drove it all the way home
And parked on the shops bathroom floor
To send a message to my pocket which should have said:
"These tests are hardly accurate."

Oh please, don't let this get the best of me
It's probably nothing
It has got to be nothing

A perfect chance to right my wrongs
Where I've made mistakes before
In stoic anticipation on my front porch
But, our teeth are sore in places
From the bullet we haven't bit
So I'll ball my hands into fists
To take the shaking from my fingertips

Oh please, don't let this get the best of me
It's probably nothing
It has got to be nothing

Any other news is good news on a day like today
Give me one more week and keep me busy
Any other news is good news on a day like today
Give me one more week and don't remind me

Oh please, don't let this get the best of me
It's probably nothing
It has got to be nothing

Oh please, don't let this get the best of me
It's probably nothing
Oh please...
It has got to be nothing

Set (95/365)

Heavenly day amongst the tulips and orchids at the Atlanta Botanical Garden. It was just like a movie set.

THE POSTAL SERVICE - "Clark Gable"

I was waiting for a cross-town train in the London underground when it struck me
That I've been waiting since birth to find a love that would look and sound like a movie
So I changed my plans I rented a camera and a van and then I called you
"I need you to pretend that we are in love again" and you agreed to

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"
And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd

I greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-in
The script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked it
The marker snapped and I yelled "quiet on the set" and then called "action!"
And I kissed you in a style that Clark Gable would have admired (I thought it classic)

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"
And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd

I know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear
That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?

Drive (94/365)

Huzzah! A photogenic drive by #fair experience.

THE WILD - "We Will Drive These Warlords Out"

Ohhh... we'll build the brightest cities
you can see from outer space, but we'll know there's nothing brighter
than a peaceful man's face. We'll know that everyone's related in some
kind of way, And like family we'll love without understanding or doubt.
We'll plant a seed and watch it sprout, And we'll drive these warlords
out. Well.. the answers still blowing in the wind despite all the efforts
of politicians. But no breeze will ever loosen our grip, we'll rise our fists
with a grin! 'Cause who wouldn't die for their best friend? We'll wipe
the sweat from our brow, And we'll drive these warlords out.
I am constantly trying not to disappear into the cracks in the sidewalks
Of the east village, And in holding my own it's become quite clear
That redemption is not in the atmosphere. It's in holding a hand and
screaming a cheer, At the top of our lungs so everyone can hear..
Even if we just ease one person's fear. We are not meant to be alone.
That's why you and me are here right now, And we'll drive these
warlords out. I am feeling blue like I often do, It's not like I wanna
be with just anyone right now, Cause I wanna be with you! So please
be the girl that I love tonight. We'll sing along to a thousand old
folk songs.. Yeah we'll sing along to our favorite pop-punk songs!
And we'll wipe the sweat from our brow,
And we'll drive these warlords out.

Repeater (93/365)

Repeater octopuses.

FUGAZI - "Repeater"

You say I need a job,
I've got my own business
You want to know what i do?
None of your fucking business
But now I'm lying here
Knowing that business had a name,
But now I'm a number
1 2 3 repeater
Down by law, I've got this nasty habit
When I need something I reach out and grab it
Once upon a time I had a name and a way
But to you I'm nothing but a number
1 2 3 repeater
Did you hear something outside?
It sounded like a gun
Stay away from that window boy
It's not anyone we know
Only about ourselves and what we read in the paper
Don't you know ink washes out easier than blood
But we don't have to try it
And we don't have to buy it
Repeater

Whale (92/365)

It's Whale Wednesday!

TED LEO AND THE PHARMACISTS - "Stove By A Whale"

Sailing on the sea, it's teal, your meal was alright
But not the captain's voice, it made me shake and squirm
Not in what you hear, but feel, surreally thrust between
What accents mean and what you think they should

And I'm not talking 'bout just being a mile up in the air
And I'm not talking down to people who are living there

But stateside at the quay, you fear the nearness of that
Auld familiar distance between everyone and you
The distance keeps us safe from waves of subcutaneous problems
That our governments and our accents and our parents have us swimming in
Until all that sin has soaked us through and through and through and through and through

And I'm not talking to the people who've been in jail
And I'm not talking 'bout just wanting to belong somewhere
And let's not talk about the color of your eyes or your hair
I'm talking 'bout, talking 'bout the color of the sea from way up there

Partner (91/365)

I miss my partner in crime & coincidentally picfx has a crime scene photo filter so here we are.

AIR SUPPLY - "The Scene"

It's another lovely day
Are we still so far away
And how can I share it with you

It's not easy to believe
Are we both about to leave
Without ever saying, I do
I still love you

[Chorus:]
Just make me part of the scene
Say we're together, always forever
And everything else in between

Just say we're part of the scene
I don't want to hear it, I just couldn't bear it
If things weren't as good as they seem

You can say I'm not the one
That a lot of faith has gone
The bridges were never quite crossed

Every grain of truth, we deny or prove
Is somewhere before it gets lost
And is found again

[Chorus]

What if these feelings are all in my head
Flying around me in a world of their own
What if there's nothing that needs to be said

[Chorus]

Just say we're part of the scene
Say we're together, always forever
And everything else in between
Just say we're part of the scene
Just say we're part of the scene
Just say we're part of the scene