Sunday, August 15, 2010

This thing hurts like hell, but what did you expect?

Early days...

That quiet, exciting time learning who she was, by keyboard, distance and time. (Surfing in a Warm Industry - Kashmir)

Excitement, yes excitement, from a quiet soul. Love mixed with dance, mostly on the inside, that bred life into a tired soul. (No Cars Go - Arcade Fire)

A fall down the stairs, and a coupled need to care for the wounded one. Rapidly growing old together. (Such Great Heights - The Postal Service)

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