Still - Elena Tonra (Daughter)
It's spiraling down
Biting words like a wolf howling
Hate is spitting out each others mouths
But we're still sleeping like we're lovers
Combine a hauntingly powerful melody and a dark poignant prose of an undeniably true existential dilemma of being "stuck" with someone, in something, or somewhere that simply makes you unhappy. So of course this will be on loop.
Biting words like a wolf howling
Hate is spitting out each others mouths
But we're still sleeping like we're lovers
Combine a hauntingly powerful melody and a dark poignant prose of an undeniably true existential dilemma of being "stuck" with someone, in something, or somewhere that simply makes you unhappy. So of course this will be on loop.
In the Shallows - Elena Tonra (can we be besties?)
Dry your smoke-stung eyes,
so you can see the light.
staring at the sky
watching stars collide
I swear this woman is a walking heartbreak. She does not tug at your heartstrings, she rips , knots and rips them some more. Feminists may get an aneurysm from what the lyrics may be implying, 'I'll die if you leave", but it's a reality for some. It's an ugly truth that some of us get lost to our feelings , woman empowerment be damned. There is no grand orchestra ala Florence and the Machine to speak the depth of the person's lament, instead there is a deceivingly light acoustics that await you and then... "le creys"
Featherstone by the Paper Kites
Past all the signs of the slow decline
Live like your love wasn't meant for mine
Now you've gone, now you've gone to a different life
This song is as good as any coming-of-age movie. A default tune during road trips, it speaks of nostalgia and hope, of growing apart and growing up. Why the title? I have no idea
Cosmic Love by Florence and the Machine
I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you
Seriously, Florence Welch and Elena Tonra are founding members of the highly elite Happy-Songs-Are-For-The-Weak club. The grandiosity of this song, so artfully made, convinces you that some things though unhealthy, insensible ( I took the stars from your eyes then made a map), consuming, can also be beautiful.
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