Archives for category: Glimpses

I’ve claimed this as my song. This is what floaty means.

That there
That’s not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here

In a little while
I’ll be gone
The moment’s already passed
Yeah it’s gone
And I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here

Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here

How to disappear completely – Radiohead

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‘They reciprocated the great and saving lie- that our love for things is greater than our love for our love for things- willfully playing the parts they wrote for themselves, willfully creating and believing fictions necessary for life.’

Everything is Illuminated – Jonathan Safran Foer

‘Meet me in the hallway
Bite your lip when I say: “Never have you left my mind”
Stop and think it over, smiling, moving closer
Oh, what a delicate time’

Ivy and Gold – Bombay Bicycle Club