weird video, but lovely song

Now just picture dear and beloved TB singing this on 26 May 2013.

But all things will come together.  Songs and feasts and wine overflowing.  And that day will be one unforgettable.

when we were young, oh oh, (we did enough)

"Stubborn Love" by The Lumineers from Look Sessions on Vimeo.

it's better to feel pain than nothing at all
the opposite of love's indifference
so keep your head up, keep your love
keep your head up, my love

the winter steals my songs away / in all of this i come undone

V2.

I've been a child I've been a slave
I've grown bitter and learned to pray
Packed my bags and started back
The cost was just too high to pay 

Em                         G/F#       C9          G
When you walk through the water I will be with you
Em                         G/F#        G                C9    
When you pass through the river the waves will not overtake you
Em                            G/F#       C9               G
When you walk on the fire the flames they will not touch you
Em                   G/F#                 C9 
You are mine, you are mine, you are mine

rivers till i reach you

I've paid admission to the places I have loved by pawning off pieces of my heart 
til I'm smeared across a globe with little hope of recovering half my parts. 
I've spent entire years behind a wheel wondering why it is I drive so hard. 
til I'm no closer to an answer, ten years later, than the day I tried to start.

I've left // When I thought leaving made things right. 
I've quit // When quitting meant I didn't start a fight. 
I've spent // Half my wrist erasing what I write 
half my days ashamed of half my nights 
half my life escaping from my life 

Sometimes I'm certain I'm a train filled with strangers 
And we're all searching for a home we've never seen 
So I'll keep whistling my song low and pretty 
And we'll keep stumbling through the night 
like tunnels searching for the light. 

primera dia de primavera

So much I know, that things don't just grow

if you don't bless them with your patience

And I've been there before, I held up the door

for every stranger with a promise

But I'm holding back, that's the strength I lack

every morning keeps returning at my window

And it brings me to you, and I won't just past through

but I'm not asking for a storm...

great running song

I got this from Wyoming Triumph.

Other great hiphop: Biomecca. Out of Jackson.

music of the last six months

by album
Ana Tijoux / 1977
Bon Iver / Bon Iver
Brooke Fraser / Saving the World
MIA / Kala
Shakira / Oral Fixation

by song
Adele / Someone Like You
Beyonce / Start Over
Florence & The Machine / Shake It Out
Gregory Alan Isakov / 3am
Hillsong United / Desert Song
Josh Garrels / Farther Along
Kanye / Stronger, Welcome to Heartbreak
Taylor Swift / Breathe, 15, Back to December
Trevor Hall / Te Amo
Blessed Be Your Name

sing all you want

It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind

I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind

So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears

So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence
When you know the Maker's hand

Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be

And I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

over the rhine / the laugh of recognition

There is something to be said for tenacity
I'll hold on to you
If you hold on to me.

orphans, kingdoms

In me, in you
Orphans, kingdoms
Wide eyes and paper crowns
Time will hold us,
Time erode us,
We're wrinkling children now

We are wondering where the wild wind blows
We are happy here 'cause the wild wind knows
What we are
Orphans, kingdoms

In me, in you
Fiends, explorers
Named with coats of arms
A world inside us
A feast, a harvest
Each soul a sun, a star

Eat and drink, for tomorrow we die
We will look our maker in the eye
Raise a flag and then drink to your health
Who is he that can comfort himself?

over the rhine / what i'll remember most

The saddest songs are the happiest
The hardest truths are the easiest
Put us both to the test
And tell me if you still need me
And I will swallow these words
And see if I can still believe

The biggest lies are the little ones
When the look in your eyes is the distant one
Angel or demon
You know that they can share one bed
I've laid awake so long
I've got them both inside my head

This is what I'll remember most about dying
So many moments like ghosts
Slipping through my hands in vain
You were 80% angel, 10% demon
The rest was hard to explain

This American dream may be poisonous
Violence is contagious
Crowded or empty
I walk these city streets alone
Whoever brought me here
Is gonna have to take me home

This is what I'll remember most about dying
Loading these moments like a gun
Hoping to kill the pain
[I] was 80% angel, 10% demon
The rest was hard to explain

don't count the leaves of the mango tree

I don't want a reason anymore about the one I love, the one I love
I just want to melt away, in all the craze
drift away, into that sacred place
where there's no more you and me, no more they and we, just unity
just unity...

on my favorite park, and missing eucalyptus trees.

The Kettle Song (in the park)

Sounds of Lyon Fell | MySpace Video

Please check out my dear friend Trevor's latest project, music I honestly would love even were he not my friend. And if you happen to be currently living in San Francisco, try to catch a show!

on being apart

mary / alexa woodward
Mary was born in a southern snowstorm in the mountains of North Carolina
Her mother all alone in a little cabin in the woods...
It's a strange thing for a storm like that to blow through in the month of March
but Mary brought a sweet spring breeze...
We spoke of Kierkegård and Harper Lee and films I should see
and she'd read every book that had ever meant anything to me

Mary was a fire, and I am a fire, and you are a fire
I miss your flame

Mary was a preacher once
but she quit preaching so that she could love
and love is all she does these days
she asked what if God is real
what if God needs healing too
if the whole thing hinges on whether or not we could forgive her

The poets, they are a dying breed
in a world of steel and cold concrete
where so much is guns and money and things
When Mary is gone and the cities are ashes
and the empires are mythologies if anything at all

When I am dirt and stars
and you are dirt and stars
and the old soul children learn
to recognize each others pyres

Mary was a fire, and I am a fire, and you are a fire,
I miss your flame.

feather / page france

you stood too close to the sunset
and it finally outgrew you
so now i paint you on my doorpost
like i knew you

i make all of the right noises
but my love they go right through you
i'm as heavy as a feather
hallelujah

...and we will rejoice

[i find myself] in rainbows

08.20.08
White River Amphitheatre

[a small shout-out]

Go check out Scottish act Frightened Rabbit, especially their song "Fast Blood." Seriously, I found them out a couple of weeks ago, ended up buying their album, and have been listening to them often since.

"and now I, I tremble,
because this humble
has become miracle
I feel like I just died twice
was reborn again
for hard dirty cents
and the fast blood, fast blood, fast blood
hurricanes through me"

the whaler / thrice

My lover’s song will it beg me to stay?
I know the stars, they will sweep me away.
My daughter’s eyes, they are two tiny seeds.
Its water will rise and run down her cheeks.

Father where do you go so far out upon the sea?
When are you coming home to me?
Darling why do you leave?
As the north wind begins to blow will you be coming home to me?

The boat and the plank, they are that I know.
The sea calls my name and so I must go.
While they still sleep, I slip out the door.
But how can I leave when my anchor’s ashore?

Father where do you go? It’s farther than I can see.
When are you coming home to me?