Molly Nilsson: "Hey Moon"

this one goes both ways
whether you do or not

...

i know it's been so long since we saw each other last
i'm sure we'll find some way to make the time pass

hey moon
it's just you and me tonight
everyone else is asleep

hey moon
if i was to fall, i won't fall so deep
though i doubt i'm gonna
you can wake me up if you wanna

and your pale round face
makes me feel at home in any place i happen to be
at a quarter past three

the moon chased the sun out of the sky
goodbye sun! the night's begun
the moon chased the sun out of the sky
goodbye sunshine! the night is mine

hey moon
it's just you and me tonight
everyone else is asleep

hey moon
if i was to fall, i won't fall so deep
though i doubt i'm gonna
you can wake me up if you wanna

i would hate for you to hang there all alone the whole night through

hey moon, my old friend
hey moon, the night is coming to an end
hey moon, come back soon

...

of recent, it's on the (-) side,
but it has it's (+) side moments…

(-) not being able to sleep
because i miss you being there,
i miss being there with you

no sleep, no goodnight kisses
and no morning squeezes

(+) talking to you on the phone
as i'm driving through vermont
asking you if you can see the moon,
and if it's full where you are

goodnight, i love you
you're beautiful and amazing
xoxoxo ^^^^^

take it how you will,
hopefully you've got someone
somewhere out there
who you can look at the moon with
over skype, on the phone, in a letter

letter… we should write more
of those these days

cheers to staying (+) sided, freelurvers

and to molly nilsson
facebook time / free moon track / shop away

Yeasayer: "Red Cave"

I went out past the willow and the well
caught my breath upon the hill
at the edge of the domain and I went down
and further down
and when I got up,
I'm at the red cave

and with that sound
as if I had been put under a spell
she led me to her abode
despite a winter's day

Mary's house in the hollow of the
white hazel rapid whirlpool
and the church of red cave

I'm so blessed to have spent that time
with my family and the friends
I love with my short life I have met
so many people I deeply care for
[repeat]

...
so this is what we do with a
sentimental heart... someone should let
zooey deschanel and m. ward in on
this gem of wisdom.

i am most definitely blessed to have
spent all the time with my family and
amazing friends, and especially the many
random people i have met and shared brief
moments in strange times and distant places with.

like the boy from australia that i met
on the bus on the way home from nyc
on that very cold and windy day and ended
up actually going out with later that week.

or the boy i met at the bus stop in denver
with nowhere to sit and nowhere to find solace
from the hot, hot sun or dust blowing on
my face from the bustling interstate
just a stone's throw away.

or neverending boy, that i am still
reminded of by random glimpses of my freelurving
favorite, "dreams", and other otherwise
insignificant details of my travels.

great great car song. repeated many times
in mine. makes you want to go places,
but reminds you of the people that really
matter most in your life. being somewhat of
a gypsy, i know home is where the heart is,
but these chance meetings are one of
the main things that keep me moving.

yeasayer's website
download "red cave"

a note on OVERSHARING

to overshare is a verb in my book.
i'm an oversharer, down with oversharing.
while it's not technically one word, i feel that
like neverending, it's worthy of being its
own entity. and would venture to say it makes
more sense as one word than as two.

...

selective reading of the dictionary
allows the following interpretation:

like forking over the body, an individual's feelings,
stories, and self are ceaselessly contributed or
allotted in full portions to another person or group
always including the extra, too great, or excessive,
from beginning to end.

an act common among freelurving individuals.

...

selective reading?

the definition of "over" is overwhelming
to say the least... it is a preposition, an adverb,
an adjective, a noun, a verb (used with an object),
an interjection, and used in a variety of idioms.
there are over 60 entries for "over".

the exciting part, for etymology enthusiasts,
lays in the origin of the word. dating back to
before 900, "over" originated from the old
english variation "uver(e)". the exciting part, for
freelurving, is that "uver(e)" is compared to love. LOVE!

the definition of "share" focuses mostly on division,
equal portions, fractional parts, and, not until the fifth
entry, to use, participate in, enjoy, or receive jointly.
"share" is traced back to 1325-75 and originates from the
old english "scearu", which means fork of the body
or groin... the only thing i really connected with.

to me, "overshare" represents a blending of the
two words and its origins can, like "uver(e)",
be compared to love for more information.

there you have it freelurvers.
am i the only oversharer out there?

on repeat: "Skinny Love"

who will love you?
who will fight?
who will be far behind?

...

my brother told me he would
give his leg or foot for my life,
but that he wouldn't want to give
his hand... he's an artist.

later that week i had a dream
and in it there was this man chasing
me, trying to kill me.
eventually he caught me and as i
was pleading for my life, i found myself
asking him to cut my arm off, below the
elbow, attempting to convince him
he didn't actually want to kill me.
i couldn't find my brother.

original post
(for lyrics and download)

c'est a ton tour...

have a request?

here's the formula for freelurving success:

the song + what it is that makes
you hit repeat + the moment/person/feeling
it brings you back to + maybe
only the song?? = me being ecstatic that
you requested a song

Bon Iver: "Skinny Love"

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

...

i had to listen to this about
ten times the first day i listened
to it. i have a thing for repeat,
but i really had a thing for
repeating this song. very convincing.
he must have gotten really cold
in wisconsin that winter.

not so random side note:
neverending boy once spent a night
out in wisconsin with bon iver.
what he learned from him was
that wisconsin is the place to go
if you want hugs from famous people.
they were supposed to go hunting
together the next day...

bon iver's website
download skinny love

Dirty Projectors: "Depression"

disclaimer: not one of the usual in love,
peppy, dancey, freelurving picks.
but everything can't be perfect all
the time, so sometimes you need
one like this.

...

Right here
All by myself
I ain't got nobody else
The situation
The situation is bleeding me there's no relief

Depression , Depression
Depression is gonna kill me tonight.
Depression , Depression
Depression is gonna kill me tonight.

I ain't got no friends to call my own
I just sit there all alone
There's no girls, there's no girls, there's no girls
that wanna touch me, get away I don't need your fucking sympathy
Depression is gonna kill me tonight.

Depression , Depression
Depression is gonna kill me tonight.
Depression , Depression
Depression gonna kill me...

Everybody just get away
I'm gonna boil over inside

They say
They say things
They say things are gonna get better
All I know is they fucking better
Depression is gonna kill me tonight...

...

here's a track to get your point
across if i've ever heard one...

not that this reflects how i
am currently feeling, i will say that,
at times, when i'm in a really bad mood,
horribly low, it feels good to wallow in it
for a minute or maybe 2 minutes and 40 seconds
and commiserate with a really wretched song.

and, if you feel the need to let someone else,
maybe a specific someone else, know how they
are making you feel, what better way to start
the fuck you mix, the you broke my heart mix,
the why won't you pay attention to me mix?

back in my back woods boarding school days,
yes i went to boarding school, i remember
being totally enveloped in confusion over
this one boy from home who i thought
i was in neverending lurve with and he just
continuously fucked with my head. and, because
i was only 14, it seemed like the most important
thing in the world and triggered many nights
of me sobbing in my room, blasting 88 fingers louie
"i hate myself" over and over. after a few repeats
i usually felt better. twisted? whatever,
it worked for me.

dirty projector's website
download depression

downloads...

a little gift from me to you:

download all freelurving tracks mentioned so far
then listen to them all, on repeat

xo.

Fleetwood Mac: "Dreams"

Now there you go again
You say you want your freedom
Who am I to keep you down...
It's only right that you should
Play it the way that you feel it
But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness
Like a heartbeat, drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering
What you had,
And what you lost
Ooooh, say what you had, you know what you lost

Chorus:
Thunder only happens when it's raining
Players only love you when they're playing
They say, women, they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean, you'll know
You will know

Here I go again, I see the crystal visions
I keep my visions to myself, yeah
It's only me who wants to wrap around your dreams and
Have you any dreams you'd like to sell?
Dreams of loneliness, like a heartbeat, drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering
What you had,
And what you lost
Oooh, says what you had, you know what you lost

Thunder only happens when it's raining
Players only love you when they're playing
They say, women, they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean, you'll know

Oh thunder only happens when it's raining
Players only love you when they're playing
They say, women, they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean, you'll know
You'll know
You will know
Oh oh oh... you'll know

...

looking up at the stars, sharing my
blanket under the night's chill, the dj
played dreams that weekend... now,
whenever i hear it,
i can't help remembering.
i played it on the juke box
just to tell you, neverending boy.

fleetwood mac's website
free download of "dreams"

a note on NEVERENDING

from an email i wrote to a boy:

[[Never ending. Neverending?
Apparently, spell check says not one word,
but I think it looks good as one word.]]

his response was signed:

[[Neverending]]

the dictionary seems to think it should be "never-ending" if it must be one word. and, in my experience, "the never-ending search for hapiness" is the most commonly used phrase provided for never-ending in the dictionary. apparently that is the most common never-ending thing for the majority of our dictionary reading population.

the movie went with "neverending" and i plan to as well.

Passion Pit: "Live to Tell the Tale"

this is the room where we always dreamed
of grass and splendid evenings
emitting frequencies, lost between the
leaves and things
and i held on brightly, crushing quietly
feeling mountains rising out of
make-believe seas, creating typhoons
of feelings not easily made without need

god bless that smile on your face
god bless the seeds in the ground
god bless my family's keen gaze,
oh, i know
that whatever happens to you,
whatever happens to me,
i hope that i'll fall asleep
knowing that you'll always be
the story with no ending

the whole slew blossomed beautifully,
and i was beside myself
so i gave into your love
as you rapture asleep, upended
and this is like i have always dreamed:
cobblestone and dusty feet
that's the way it should always be
head over heels and deftly
wonderful and healthy

god bless that smile on your face
god bless the seeds in the ground
god bless my family's keen gaze, oh,
i know that whatever happens to you,
whatever happens to me,
i hope that i'll fall asleep
knowing that you'll always be
the story with no ending

i never thought you were here
you've never left me, have you?
you've never left me at all - not once, and i'm sorry i'm such a bore
i'm sorry i am so hard
i swear to god, i'll be good
from now on, and

god bless that smile on your face
god bless the seeds in the ground
god bless my family's keen gaze, oh,
i know that whatever happens to you,
whatever happens to me,
i hope that i'll fall asleep
knowing that you'll always be
the story with no ending

...

i really heard this song for the
first time in my car, like with most songs, and i thought
out loud that this was exactly what i was asking for
when i asked you not to do anything to mess up
my crush on you. not to be a debbie downer,
but it didn't work... it seems to be ending.

but, if you've
(the collective you of potential readers)
found your neverending story,
throw this one on the mix cd.

passion pit's website
download track