You have not known what you are.
You have slumbered upon yourself all your life.
Your eyes have been as much as closed most of the time.
What you have done is already in mockeries.

The mockeries are not you.
Underneath them
And within them,
I see you lurk...

-Walt Whitman



26.4.11

to build a home


There are only few songs that could bring about happiness, artistically wrapped within a melancholic symphony of loss and the bittersweet concept of letting go.



And I built a home
For you
For me
Until it disappeared
From me
From you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust.

-To Build A Home by The Cinematic Orchestra




Posted by lucas at 12:50 AM
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3 comments:

Midnight Orgasm said...

Simply fabulous.

April 26, 2011 at 1:38 AM
Unknown said...

When Billy danced to this in season 6, I became an immediate and forever fan.

I don't know if this makes sense, but I love the quietness of the song. It's closest to a whisper given with so much love.

April 26, 2011 at 2:58 AM
wanderingcommuter said...

aww. cant stop myself from repeating it. thanks for sharing!

April 26, 2011 at 3:09 AM

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