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Give
Only a real man can be a lover
If he had hands to lend us all over
We celebrate our sense of each other
We have a lot to give one another
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If he had hands to lend us all over
We celebrate our sense of each other
We have a lot to give one another
Thank You, Universe
I REALLY needed this:
It's not unreturned love,
from a certain someone, that hurts.
It's just that sometimes the
"thing"
you're focusing on,
keeps you from feeling
all the love
that others are sending you.
Especially me, me, me -
The Universe
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It's not unreturned love,
from a certain someone, that hurts.
It's just that sometimes the
"thing"
you're focusing on,
keeps you from feeling
all the love
that others are sending you.
Especially me, me, me -
The Universe
Howl You
"Let's all make believe
you're torn up inside
and I feel you
crying from here
where I lay in the dark
like a waste of the touch of love
on two hearts that held back."
-Jeff Taylor
gets me every time
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you're torn up inside
and I feel you
crying from here
where I lay in the dark
like a waste of the touch of love
on two hearts that held back."
-Jeff Taylor
gets me every time
Don't Be Afraid
Baby im afraid of a lot of things
But i aint scared of loving you
Baby i know your afraid of a lot of things
But don't be scared of love
Cause people will say all kinds of things
That don't mean a dam to me
Cause all i see is what's in front of me
And thats you
Well, ive been dragged all over the place
Ive taken hits time just don't erase
And baby i can see you've been fucked with too
But that don't mean your loving days are through
Cause people will say all kinds of things
That don't mean a damn to me
Cause all i see is what's in front of me
And thats you
Well i may be just a fool
But i know were just as cool
And cool kids...
they belong together
-Porcelain, Yeah Yeah Yeahs
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But i aint scared of loving you
Baby i know your afraid of a lot of things
But don't be scared of love
Cause people will say all kinds of things
That don't mean a dam to me
Cause all i see is what's in front of me
And thats you
Well, ive been dragged all over the place
Ive taken hits time just don't erase
And baby i can see you've been fucked with too
But that don't mean your loving days are through
Cause people will say all kinds of things
That don't mean a damn to me
Cause all i see is what's in front of me
And thats you
Well i may be just a fool
But i know were just as cool
And cool kids...
they belong together
-Porcelain, Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Brand New
Thinking brand new thoughts
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that you've never thought before
is wildly more conducive to creating
big life changes
than just thinking
different varieties
of the same old thoughts.
Think about it -
The Universe
XXOO
| Shall I remind you, dearest Rachel, that the reason you care so much, sometimes even worry so much, is because there still exists between you and life, a passionate love affair. And because of this, everything's going to be just fine. xxoo, |
nada
| What if today was your "last" day, Rachel, or this week was your "last" week, and heaven had 10,000 angels waiting to serenade you, dancers waiting to dance with you, and reporters waiting to interview you? Is there a grudge you'd still hold? Something you'd still regret? An unhappy memory that would matter more than forever and ever? Nada, baby - |
The Key
The reason others think they need you, Rachel,
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is because they don't yet fully believe that
they already have all that it takes to have
all that they want.
So they pretend you hold the key.
And vice versa.
Tallyho,
The Universe
One Way or Another...
hey man
evening on the ground
and there is no one else around
so you will
blame me
blame me for the rocks and baby bones
and broken lock on our
garden
garden wall of eden
full of spiderbites and all your lovers
we were
we were born to fuck each other
one way or another
but i'll only lie
down by the waterside at night
hey man
tiny baby tears
i will collect a million years
and you can
blame me
blame me, i will wear it
in the empty hollow part of my
garden
garden wall of eden in the clamour
as they raise the curtain
you will
you will never make me
learn to lay beneath the mountain
'cause i'll only lie
down by the waterside at night
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evening on the ground
and there is no one else around
so you will
blame me
blame me for the rocks and baby bones
and broken lock on our
garden
garden wall of eden
full of spiderbites and all your lovers
we were
we were born to fuck each other
one way or another
but i'll only lie
down by the waterside at night
hey man
tiny baby tears
i will collect a million years
and you can
blame me
blame me, i will wear it
in the empty hollow part of my
garden
garden wall of eden in the clamour
as they raise the curtain
you will
you will never make me
learn to lay beneath the mountain
'cause i'll only lie
down by the waterside at night
-iron & wine
Runt Romance
You don't see this every day
Lions close their cat eyes too
They sleep the same as lovers do
I don't know how I got here
But I know where I have to go
Raccoon babes get left behind
Sometimes the runt's too small
For moms to care a little bit
For moms to care at all
But you, you kept the runt
You don't think he's scum
You worry in the morning
You're worried in the afternoon
And you're worried in the nighttime too
His little dirty feet stink bad
The popcorn smell makes your nose sad
I don't know how he got here
But I'm scared he'll wind up dead
Lions close their cat eyes too
They sleep the same as lovers do
I don't know how I got here
But I know where I have to go
You kept the runt
You don't think he's scum
He's wasted in the morning
He's wasted in the afternoon
And he's wasted in the nighttime too
You don't see this every day
You just don't see this every day
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Lions close their cat eyes too
They sleep the same as lovers do
I don't know how I got here
But I know where I have to go
Raccoon babes get left behind
Sometimes the runt's too small
For moms to care a little bit
For moms to care at all
But you, you kept the runt
You don't think he's scum
You worry in the morning
You're worried in the afternoon
And you're worried in the nighttime too
His little dirty feet stink bad
The popcorn smell makes your nose sad
I don't know how he got here
But I'm scared he'll wind up dead
Lions close their cat eyes too
They sleep the same as lovers do
I don't know how I got here
But I know where I have to go
You kept the runt
You don't think he's scum
He's wasted in the morning
He's wasted in the afternoon
And he's wasted in the nighttime too
You don't see this every day
You just don't see this every day
-C. Garneau
A Thousand Ways
I love that boy and he is my friend.
I see him going down the long hall.
I love that boy and he is my friend.
I wave to him from very far off.
He goes uphill,
I wish that I could follow after him.
He goes uphill.
Please let him be safe there, across the way.
I love that boy, I say.
I love him all the day.
I love that boy and he is my friend.
We're driving through the state of Maryland.
I love that boy and he is my friend.
I love to see him sleeping in back.
He goes uphill,
I wish that I could follow after him.
He goes uphill.
He dreams a city street a hundred ways.
I love that boy, I say.
I love him all the day.
And I'm standing up under the trees,
I'm cheering every day.
I love that boy, I say.
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I see him going down the long hall.
I love that boy and he is my friend.
I wave to him from very far off.
He goes uphill,
I wish that I could follow after him.
He goes uphill.
Please let him be safe there, across the way.
I love that boy, I say.
I love him all the day.
I love that boy and he is my friend.
We're driving through the state of Maryland.
I love that boy and he is my friend.
I love to see him sleeping in back.
He goes uphill,
I wish that I could follow after him.
He goes uphill.
He dreams a city street a hundred ways.
I love that boy, I say.
I love him all the day.
And I'm standing up under the trees,
I'm cheering every day.
I love that boy, I say.
-the innocence mission
Soft Shock
Unknown, talk to unknown
Ever, lasts forever
Louder, lips speak louder
Better back together
Still it’s a shock, shock
to your soft side
Summer moon
Catch your shut eye
In your room, in my room
In your room, in my room
It’s the time, it’s the place, don’t leave me
It’s the time, it’s the place, don’t leave me
It’s the time, it’s the place,
Don’t leave me out
Leave me out, leave me out, leave me out
Leave
Leave
Leave
Leave
Proud, Loud, Scared
Well, they say that the truth hurts
And we’ll do everything that we can
Not to feel it’s light
Shine on us so bright
We’ve got to stay so blissfully unaware
Just to show we don’t care
And I know now that you don’t
You’re too proud, you’re too loud, you’re too scared
-J. Gallagher
Basil of Baker Street!
FINALLY rewatched this after years of waiting.
Little Olivia screaming "daddy, where are you?" at the start = heartbreakingly adorable.
Swimming in Jewels
remember.
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no matter how badly you have been hurt.
no matter how deep a friend. how deep a love. you lose.
you truly never lose anything at all.
in honest love, every moment is a treasure.
you are constantly swimming in jewels
even when they lose their shine.
even when it is time to give them away.
a piece of you remains on them.
your tiny fingerprint on their face.
and when they look at it. they will see you.
and smile.
and that is all you need.
this is how you win. by touching others lives.
others hearts. others faces.
and then letting them glow on their own.
or between another's palms. when the time is right.
and when this time comes, you will be ready.
and you will still be living.
and you will still be capable of loving and being loved.
and then a gem will surface. maybe after some digging.
maybe right behind the veil of dust.
and you will smile. because this is all you need.
and you have won.
m.bee
29 September
If you put your ear to the street,
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you can hear the rumble of the world in motion;
people going to and from work, to school, to the grocery store.
You may even hear the whisper of their living rooms
their conversation, their complaints
and if you're lucky, their laughter.
If you're almost anywhere in America
you'll hear something different
something special, something you recognize
but haven't heard in a long time.
It is the sound of a real celebration
It is not New Year's
and it is not a political convention.
It is neither a prime time game-show
nor a music video countdown
bloated with fame and sponsorship.
What you are hearing is the love for a music.
It is the unbridled outcry of support for a song
that sings to the heart, that dances with the soul.
The jubilation is in the theaters
the bars, the music clubs, the festivals.
The love is for a band.
The songs are honest:
just chords with real voices singing real melodies.
But, the heart and the energy with which they are sung
is really why people are talking
and why so many sing along.
They are a reality in a world of entertainment
built with smoke and mirrors
and when they play
the common man can break the mirrors
and blow the smoke away
so that all that's left behind is
the unwavering beauty of the songs.
That's the commotion
that's the celebration,
and wherever The Avett Brothers are tonight
that's what you'll find.
Summer Odyssey
| Before this odyssey ever began, Rachel there was you, your best friends and wide-eyed curiosity among you about who would be the first to leap, the first to forget the first to kiss, the first to tell, the first to fall the first to get back up, and the first to remember that it all began with a dare: to love in spite of it all. Is that you, Mergatroid? |
Beggar, Chooser
You want the clouds, but you don’t want the rain
Don’t wanna be found, but you still wanna play
Hide and seek and all those other games
You want the sun, but you don’t want the heat
You want those trees, but you don’t want no leaves
Falling in your drink at your table on the street
I know you want a little pet to give you some love
But you don’t wanna love it back when push comes to shove you
Nobody’s gonna love you like I once loved you
Well I don’t wanna love you, so I don’t love you back
It really is as simple as that
You want the dirt, but you don’t want the mud
Don’t want the blur, but you sure need the buzz
You wanna start, you wanna stop just because
You don’t want me now, but you may at some point
Well I aint gonna wait around, and I don’t wanna disappoint you
Well I’m never gonna love you, I am never gonna love you
Again...
It really is that simple my friend
Bears n French Toast
| What if, Rachel, all that you had to look forward to were the things that are free like sunrises, wagging tails, holding hands, and your imagination. Would it all be worth it? Probably. What if you could trade-in some of your free stuff for fabulous wealth, fulfilling work, gorgeous looks or anything else that your heart desired? Would it all be worth it? Does a bear sleep in the woods? Is the Pope Catholic? Would you like syrup with your French Toast? Visualize, Rachel. Before the price goes up. The Universe |
Edit the Sad Parts
Sometimes all I really want to feel is LOVE
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Sometimes I'm angry that I feel so angry
Sometimes my feelings get in the way
of what I really feel I needed to say
Hm
You are now the greatest, Rachel, you have ever been.
Which makes me, the greatest I've ever been.
Wasn't this whole thing a great idea?
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Which makes me, the greatest I've ever been.
Wasn't this whole thing a great idea?
Tickled pink,
The Universe
Please Listen: A Musical Chaos
we need money
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"Please Listen; A Musical Chaos" (if you don't already know) is a BRAND SPANKIN NEW musical written by two very talented people: Aaron Bliden and Mark Halpern. Staring 15 amazing young actors/singers, this show travels through a concept album written by the band "Little Justice". This album "Overwhelming Stimulus" tells the story of a robot invasion of earth, a village of farmers who's pastures have dried up since the invasion, and a forbidden love between the farmer's daughter and the robot prince. This show has it all: Rhubarb Pies, A humdinger of a hoe down, a crazy bear, kidnapping, love ballads, and more Musical Chaos. WE NEED YOUR HELP! This show has a huge cast, and a large team behind them to help make it the most awesome FRINGE show of 2009. Please pledge as much as you can (every little bit helps!) and help us reach our goal!
Much more
An unmistakable trait of every true genius, Rachel, is their persistent awareness of how much more there is to know. And an unmistakable trait of every true sage is their persistent awareness of how much more there is to love.
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Loving you more today than yesterday,
The Universe
Nothing Gold
Trailing you, on the long drive home.
I wanna run this car off the side of the road.
Just when I was thinking I'd like to plow into you,
I got hit from behind and my wish came true.
You still said, "I'm glad you're okay" and "I love you."
But I know in time you're gonna get over that,
and if you don't on your own I'm gonna make you real sad.
Till ya have to leave just like they always do,
I'm a self-fulfilling prophecy with nothing to lose, but you.
I can't help but think I'm already through with you,
oh you, I wish I understood you.
CHORUS Can you tell me one thing that you want, let alone need?
I promise I will try and help you breathe,
without a chemical industrial aid.
S.E. Hinton's not a little girl anymore,
and I'm reading a page that says, "Nothing gold can stay."
We slept in the same bed though we kept to separate sides,
like a lonely married couple who currently resides,
in an empty nest on the edge of town.
Next to buildings and businesses waiting to get torn down.
Does this sound like people who say "I love you" every time they stand up, or sit down?
And you indulged a couple kisses, hey, that was great,
but I had a better shot of scoring with your roommate,
who does all those things that makes most other girls appalled.
If you wake up and I'm gone you can find me down the hall.
And I hope you don't take it personally when I don't call you, oh you, I wish I understood you.
CHORUS
Well portraits are ugly in a light,
that's harsh and bright like today.
Portraits are priceless but there's always a cost to pay, with you, oh you, I wish I understood you.
CHORUS
Take it Easy
Rachel, it's supposed to be easy. Everything is supposed to be easy. Everything is easy. You live in a dream world. You're surrounded by illusions. And the illusions change when you change your thinking!
Tell yourself it's easy. Tell yourself often. Make it a mantra. Eat, sleep, and breathe it. And your life shall be transformed.
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Tell yourself it's easy. Tell yourself often. Make it a mantra. Eat, sleep, and breathe it. And your life shall be transformed.
It's supposed to be easy,
The Universe
If you're really honest, Rachel, you have to admit that things today, in your most amazing life, at this most amazing time in history, are far better than they've ever, ever been.
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Well done,
The Universe
Glee-UGH
those lea michele haters must really enjoy the myspace homepage right now. rotten tomato right in the kisser. ouch.disclaimer: I am very happy for her. Girl deserves it (the show, not the tomato)
And someday when it's much later I'll tell you all those things that I can't say right now
I took a flight from New York City
but I don't think I'll come back until I
get it right
We'll just have to wait and see...
I can't believe how soundly I slept
next to you in my tiny twin bed
toe to toe, head to head
Zach Galifianakis
i've been dying to see this man live for ages.
tonight, i finally will!
thank you SEE, for finally bringing an artist i enjoy to campus
The Illusion
April 23 - May 2, 2009
Kogod Theatre
by Pierre Corneille
adapted by Tony Kushner
directed by Mitchell Hébert
Fantasy and reality converge,
often with comedic results,
in Tony Kushner's adaptation
of Corneille's memorable tale.
A remorseful father seeks to know
the fate of his wayward son
in an exploration of
the greatest illusion of all---love.
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