Sad and angry
can’t learn how to behave
still won’t know how
in the darkness of the grave
Sad and angry
can’t learn how to behave
still won’t know how
in the darkness of the grave
Sorry I couldn’t be there, I was tied to a rocking chair
I was beat down to a pulp rocking back and forth somewhere
If you knew, if you saw, you’d have said it was the final straw
That my life was bound and tethered on a porch by the shore
Deserter’s Song - Blackout Beach
Get the fuck out of my head
Wassily Kandinsky (via somethingxblue)
Wassily Kandinsky
A brilliant and darkly comic scene from Woody Allen’s Play it Again, Sam
Until I Am Whole - The Mountain Goats
Harlem Roulette - The Mountain Goats