The Paper Kites - Bloom
In the morning when I wake
And the sun is coming through, Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness, And you fill my head with you. Shall I write it in a letter? Shall I try to get it down? Oh, you fill my head with pieces Of a song I can’t get out. Can I take it to a morning Where the fields are painted gold And the trees are filled with memories Of the feelings never told? When the evening pulls the sun down, And the day is almost through, Oh, the whole world is sleeping, But my world is you. Can I be close to you?
Bloc Party - I Still Remember
I, I still remember
how you looked that afternoon. There was only you.
You should have asked me for it
I would have been brave You should have asked me for it How could I say no?
And I can see our days are becoming nights.
I could feel your heartbeat across the grass. We should have run. I would go with you anywhere. I should have kissed you by the water.
I would let you if you asked me,
I still remember.
You can’t believe it You didn’t mean it But they saw you do it And they know your name.
- 'My name is Charlie Wood… 'I think I made a big mistake.'
Swore upon the stars I’d keep you till the night was day.
I’ll make you mine Keep you apart, deep in my heart Separate from the rest, where I like you the best Elliott Smith - Between the Bars
I never meant to cause you any sorrow,
I never meant to cause you any pain,
I only wanted to one time to see you laughing..
I only wanted to see you,
Laughing in the purple rain..
Purple rain, purple rain.
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art—
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors;
No—yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.
John Keats - Bright Star
I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna wait, I wanna I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna wait, I wanna I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna wait, I wanna I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna wait for you.
"She was feeling the pressure of the world outside and she wanted to see him and feel his presence beside her and be reassured that she was doing the right thing after all." F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby