Tuesday, 7 July 2009

Music is therapeutic.

Hid out at HMV and Gramaphone the whole day.
Highly reccomends,
Regina Spektor - far
Nouvelle Vague <3>
I should head down to library@Esplanade with my books and music next Tuesday afternoon when Jennifer's away.




And when you have so much free time on your hands,
you find things you've never seen before.

"Alison"
by Everything but the girl

Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl.
And with the way you look I understand
that you are not impressed.
But I heard you let that little friend of mine
take off your party dress.
I'm not going to get too sentimental
like those other sticky valentines,
'cause I don't know if you've been loving somebody.
I only know it isn't mine.
Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, Alison, my aim is true.

Well I see you've got a husband now.
Did he leave your pretty fingers lying
in the wedding cake?
You used to hold him right in your hand.
I'll bet he took all he could take.
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
when I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
cause I can't stand to see you this way.

Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, Alison, my aim is true.
my aim is true....

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