Dammit to hell if someone doesn't go around youtube, deleting all sorts of stuff so that I can't include the actual sound of my beloved music here when I want to. "I feel it all" is a song by Feist. The album version is the one I am in love with.
Wet earth. Chocolate milk. The colour orange. Green tea. Decaying, beautiful leaves. September and October and November, of 2008. Black and white stripes. Fireworks. My pulse. Big, old, empty houses. The crisp smell of autumn air. Lipstick. Rythm. Wooly gloves. Adrenaline. Trying really hard. Independance. Acceptance. Emotional strength. Emotional growth. Experience. Wisdom. Love. Life.
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I feel it all, I feel it all
I feel it all, I feel it all
the wings are white, the wings are white
wild card inside, wild card inside
oh, I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one to hold the gun
I know more than I knew before
I know more than I knew before
I didn't rest, I didn't stop
did we fight or did we talk?
oh, I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one to hold the gun
I love you more
I love you more
I don't know what I knew before
but now I know I wanna win the war
no one likes to take a test
sometimes you know more is less
put your weight against the door
kick-drum on the basement floor
stranded in a fog of words
loved him like a winter bird
on my head, the water pours
gulf stream through the open door
fly away, fly away to what you wanna make
I feel it all, I feel it all
I feel it all, I feel it all
the wings are white, the wings are white
wild card inside, wild card inside
oh, I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll end it, though you started it
the truth lies
the truth lies
and lies divide
and lies divide
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