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all the people that i love can't hear all the people i love are drunk - great song for a crap day
Nov. 10th, 2008
all the people that i love can't hear all the people i love are drunk - great song for a crap day
all the people that i love can't hear all the people i love are drunk - great song for a crap day
can't believe they wrote this song, it sounds like a cover? Weird - but beautifully so. Needs a lounge cover.
can't believe they wrote this song, it sounds like a cover? Weird - but beautifully so. Needs a lounge cover.
can't believe they wrote this song, it sounds like a cover? Weird - but beautifully so. Needs a lounge cover.
Not as good as the Heatmiser (Eliott Smith) original. A piano version of this came round today. favourite song of all time.
Not as good as the Heatmiser (Eliott Smith) original. A piano version of this came round today. favourite song of all time.
Not as good as the Heatmiser (Eliott Smith) original. A piano version of this came round today. favourite song of all time.
Oh here is the original! Woohoo! Best song ever, probly. Eliott Smith, RIP
BTW disabled the blipping to here, I forgot it kind of racks them up in single posts - unlike on Twitter where it works well, that's rather annoying here.
BTW disabled the blipping to here, I forgot it kind of racks them up in single posts - unlike on Twitter where it works well, that's rather annoying here.
Oh here is the original! Woohoo! Best song ever, probly. Eliott Smith, RIP
BTW disabled the blipping to here, I forgot it kind of racks them up in single posts - unlike on Twitter where it works well, that's rather annoying here.
BTW disabled the blipping to here, I forgot it kind of racks them up in single posts - unlike on Twitter where it works well, that's rather annoying here.
Oh here is the original! Woohoo! Best song ever, probly. Eliott Smith, RIP
BTW disabled the blipping to here, I forgot it kind of racks them up in single posts - unlike on Twitter where it works well, that's rather annoying here.
BTW disabled the blipping to here, I forgot it kind of racks them up in single posts - unlike on Twitter where it works well, that's rather annoying here.
sLow Down mix
Nov. 10th, 2008 09:47 pmas borrowed from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
why_a_duck
Tomorrow changes.
Fields of green today,
Yesterday is dead, but not my memory.
We were strangers.
And then you came to stay,
The sweetest spring old morning sings to me.
So now I've found a living sound,
That moves, that breathes, and then makes love to me.
A bunch of songs that mean something to me. Dedicated especially to Bob, and Stuart, John and Jim.
It was nearly 10 years ago I last heard from Bob, my first love. Hence the quote from Autumn Stone, that's 'his' song. Not heard it in years, was in tears by the end. Yup soppy old sod...
why_a_duckTomorrow changes.
Fields of green today,
Yesterday is dead, but not my memory.
We were strangers.
And then you came to stay,
The sweetest spring old morning sings to me.
So now I've found a living sound,
That moves, that breathes, and then makes love to me.
A bunch of songs that mean something to me. Dedicated especially to Bob, and Stuart, John and Jim.
It was nearly 10 years ago I last heard from Bob, my first love. Hence the quote from Autumn Stone, that's 'his' song. Not heard it in years, was in tears by the end. Yup soppy old sod...
sLow Down mix
Nov. 10th, 2008 09:47 pmas borrowed from why_a_duck
Tomorrow changes.
Fields of green today,
Yesterday is dead, but not my memory.
We were strangers.
And then you came to stay,
The sweetest spring old morning sings to me.
So now I've found a living sound,
That moves, that breathes, and then makes love to me.
A bunch of songs that mean something to me. Dedicated especially to Bob, and Stuart, John and Jim.
It was nearly 10 years ago I last heard from Bob, my first love. Hence the quote from Autumn Stone, that's 'his' song. Not heard it in years, was in tears by the end. Yup soppy old sod...
why_a_duckTomorrow changes.
Fields of green today,
Yesterday is dead, but not my memory.
We were strangers.
And then you came to stay,
The sweetest spring old morning sings to me.
So now I've found a living sound,
That moves, that breathes, and then makes love to me.
A bunch of songs that mean something to me. Dedicated especially to Bob, and Stuart, John and Jim.
It was nearly 10 years ago I last heard from Bob, my first love. Hence the quote from Autumn Stone, that's 'his' song. Not heard it in years, was in tears by the end. Yup soppy old sod...
sLow Down mix
Nov. 10th, 2008 09:47 pmas borrowed from why_a_duck
Tomorrow changes.
Fields of green today,
Yesterday is dead, but not my memory.
We were strangers.
And then you came to stay,
The sweetest spring old morning sings to me.
So now I've found a living sound,
That moves, that breathes, and then makes love to me.
A bunch of songs that mean something to me. Dedicated especially to Bob, and Stuart, John and Jim.
It was nearly 10 years ago I last heard from Bob, my first love. Hence the quote from Autumn Stone, that's 'his' song. Not heard it in years, was in tears by the end. Yup soppy old sod...
why_a_duckTomorrow changes.
Fields of green today,
Yesterday is dead, but not my memory.
We were strangers.
And then you came to stay,
The sweetest spring old morning sings to me.
So now I've found a living sound,
That moves, that breathes, and then makes love to me.
A bunch of songs that mean something to me. Dedicated especially to Bob, and Stuart, John and Jim.
It was nearly 10 years ago I last heard from Bob, my first love. Hence the quote from Autumn Stone, that's 'his' song. Not heard it in years, was in tears by the end. Yup soppy old sod...