This song just pierces me. I'm terrible at parsing lyrics and I half-suspect these are just cryptic nonsense, but this just makes me want to dance or writhe or strain. I listened to it on repeat when cleaning up and moving out of my last room. The sun was in through the window on the floorboards that used to be under my bed. I was sorta straining and pirouetting and clenching my fists to it
Wednesday, March 4, 2020
Only Colombe
This song just pierces me. I'm terrible at parsing lyrics and I half-suspect these are just cryptic nonsense, but this just makes me want to dance or writhe or strain. I listened to it on repeat when cleaning up and moving out of my last room. The sun was in through the window on the floorboards that used to be under my bed. I was sorta straining and pirouetting and clenching my fists to it
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