lunes, 17 de agosto de 2009

Fleet Foxes....I was following the pack all swallowed in their coats....

with scarves of red tied ’round their throats, to keep their little heads from fallin’ in the snow and I turned ’round and there you go, and Michael, you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime....

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  1. Crown of leaves, high in the window on a gold morning, Young today, old as a railroad tomorrow
    Days are just drops in the river to be lost always only you, Years ago, birds of a feather would arrive nightly, Gone you know, held to another like clutched ivy, On the shore, speak to the ocean and receive silence only you
    Here as the caves of my memory fade, I'll hold to the first one, I wouldn't turn to another you say, on the long night we've made let it go, speak to me slow my dear, no ghost of course in here, pleased to be lonesome quiet and clear, all is alone in here....

    Fleet Foxes (2008)


    Fleet Foxes (2006)

    Sun Giant (2008)

  2. AH! I love Fleet Foxes soooooooo much!! Just saw them awhile ago in Philadelphia and it was sooo amazing. :) Hope you are well!