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Friends

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] Seasons
Elton John
Friends

blogut:

Elton John - Seasons

from Friends (1971)

Out there there’s not a sound to be heard
And the seasons seem to sleep upon their words
As the waters freeze up with the summer’s end

Oh it’s funny how young lovers start as friends
Yes it’s funny how young lovers start as friends

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9

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] Coconut Skins
Damien Rice
9

blogut:

Damien Rice - Coconut Skins

from 9 (2006)

You can brave decisions
Before you crumble up inside
Spend your time asking everyone else’s permission
Then run away and hide

Waking Up

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] Secrets
OneRepublic
Waking Up

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that were like those years
I’m sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away

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Continuum

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] In Repair
John Mayer
Continuum

thelisashow:

In Repair
John Mayer

♬ Too many shadows in my room, too many hours in this midnight. Too many corners in my mind, so much to do to set my heart right. Oh, it’s taking so long. I could be wrong, I could be ready. But if i take my heart’s advice, I should assume it’s still unsteady. I am in repair. ♬

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Rumours

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] Dreams
Fleetwood Mac
Rumours

notarobotbutaghost:

Fleetwood Mac - Dreams

Today.

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Fantasies

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] Gimme Sympathy
Metric
Fantasies

thelisashow:

Gimme Sympathy
Metric

♬ Get hot, get too close to the flame. Wild open space, talk like an open book. Sign me up. Got no time to take a picture. I’ll remember someday all the chances we took. We’re so close to something better left unknown. We’re so close to something better left unknown. I can feel it in my bones. ♬

What makes me hide a smile

When people react to the age difference between us.

Nashville sunset.

Nashville sunset.

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Bomb In A Birdcage

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] What I Wouldn't Do
A Fine Frenzy
Bomb In A Birdcage

thelisashow:

What I Wouldn’t Do
A Fine Frenzy

♬ If we were children I would bake you a mud pie, warm and brown beneath the sun. Never learned to climb a tree but I would try just to show you what I’d done. Oh, what I wouldn’t do if I had you, babe, I had you. ♬

Wheeling, WV

Wheeling, WV

Wheeling, WV

Uncle Pete’s

Wheeling, WV

Uncle Pete’s

Light

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Conditions

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] Love Lost
The Temper Trap
Conditions

thelisashow:

Love Lost
The Temper Trap

♬ Our love was lost. In the rubble are all the things that you’ve been dreaming of. Keep me in mind when you’re ready. I am here to take you every time. ♬

I need to get to sleep. Tomorrow, I am meeting with a lawyer for some family business in the a.m. and then a mild lunch at noon. Then at 2? At 2, I enter the West Virginia State Penitentiary for a tour of the most haunted prison in the U.S. If the Ghost Hunters can do it, so can I. I will be taking my camera, of course. 
I was hesitant when I agreed to this, but now I am so psyched. And if we like it, we will stop at Weston on our way home to tour the Trans-Alleghany Lunatic Asylum. 
I hope something touches my shoulder. That would rock. 
Night, Tumblr. Sweet dreams. 
EDIT: Apparently I missed the part about the Pen being closed on Mondays. Eh, it’s not that far to run up again tomorrow. 

I need to get to sleep. Tomorrow, I am meeting with a lawyer for some family business in the a.m. and then a mild lunch at noon. Then at 2? At 2, I enter the West Virginia State Penitentiary for a tour of the most haunted prison in the U.S. If the Ghost Hunters can do it, so can I. I will be taking my camera, of course. 

I was hesitant when I agreed to this, but now I am so psyched. And if we like it, we will stop at Weston on our way home to tour the Trans-Alleghany Lunatic Asylum. 

I hope something touches my shoulder. That would rock. 

Night, Tumblr. Sweet dreams. 

EDIT: Apparently I missed the part about the Pen being closed on Mondays. Eh, it’s not that far to run up again tomorrow.