Hanne//Beatle

 silvia sani

versossubliminales

Musical Mornings

The music in my veins

 natalie ✖

"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."

                                          Mumford ♥

"Love of mine someday you will die

But I'll be close behind

I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white

Just our hands clasped so tight

Waiting for the hint of a spark

If heaven and hell decide

That they both are satisfied

Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you

When your soul embarks

Then I'll follow you into the dark

In catholic school as vicious as Roman rule

I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black

And I held my tongue as she told me

"Son fear is the heart of love"

So I never went back

If heaven and hell decide

That they both are satisfied

Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signsIf there's no one beside you

When your soul embarks

Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see

From Bangcock to Calgary

And the soles of your shoes are all worn down

The time for sleep is now

There's nothing to cry about

Cause we'll hold each other soon

In the blackest of rooms

If heaven and hell decide

That they both are satisfied

Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you

When your soul embarks

Then I'll follow you into the dark"

i will follow you into the dark / death cab for cutie

" (...)

Give me love like never before,

'cause lately i've been craving more.

And it's been a while but i still feel the same,

Maybe i should let you go

You know i'll fight my corner,

And that tonight i'll call ya,

After my blood, is drowning in alcohol,

No i just wanna hold ya,

Give a little time to me, we'll burn this out,

We'll play hide and seek, to turn this around,

All i want is the taste that your lips allow,

(...)

edsheeran*givemelove

" (...)  un jour tu va percer: T'oubliera le gout de la misère, le gout du mafé

tout ces gens pour qui tu aura compté, tu n'aura plus rien à leur raconté

t'oubliera le gout de toutes ces choses simples, on sera qu'un reflet dans le rétro de ton X5, tu passera le bonjour aux étoiles, t'oubliera qu'ici on trimes, qu'ici on pédale, tu fera le nécessaire pour briller, t'en oubliera même que ton père était ouvrier. Le soir dans ta loge tu va pleurer, crier... Personne à t'est coté, t'en obliera même de prier.(...)