Wednesday, January 20, 2016

"on the road you didn't say a word for hours to fit the mood, to fit the mood"


It sends a chill through me when you look at the stars and say:
"You all are behaving like your blood is the same as my blood." 
But you let the world stop trying 
and you let the world stop trying 
you let the world give up 
and my blood runs against that kind of blood 

Nobody tries that hard anymore 
Nobody tries that hard anymore 
Nobody tries that hard anymore 
Nobody tries that hard anymore 
Anymore



Jason Molina [*]

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