Be Brave and Be Kind

blue-ridge-mountains:

Slow Life (feat. Victoria LeGrand of Beach House) || Grizzly Bear

(via crispyrealization)

x-cetera:

She lifts her skirt up to her knees
Walks through the garden rows
With her bare feet, laughing
I never learned to count my blessings
I choose instead to dwell in my disasters
I walk on down the hill
Through grass grown tall and brown
And still it’s hard somehow to let go of my pain
On past the busted back
Of that old and rusted cadillac
That sinks into this field, collecting rain

Will I always feel this way
So empty, so estranged

Of these cutthroats busted sunsets
These cold and damp white mornings
I have grown weary 
If through my cracked and dusty dimestore lips
I spoke these words out loud
Would no one hear me
Lay your blouse across the chair
Let fall the flowers from your hair
And kiss me with that country mouth so plain
Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves
To me it sounds like they’re applauding us
The quiet love we’ve made

Will I always feel this way
So empty, so estranged

Well I looked my demons in the eyes
Laid bare my chest
Said, ‘do your best to destroy me’
See I’ve been to hell and back so many times
I must admit you kind of bore me
There’s a lot of things that can kill a man
There’s a lot of ways to die
Yes and some’s already dead that walk beside
There’s a lot of things I don’t understand
Why so many people lie
It’s the hurt I hide that fuels the fire inside me

Will I always feel this way
So empty, so estranged