(Source: elinoreegg)
Dropping like feathers like flies like flocks of birds together
Even alone you can not stand still to tell tales under this weather
Working keep the lever notch up teeth don’t fall back
Up keep the lip face blue from the held breath black
Song yet sung kept coming out loud with the flag hung
Think of this, how can I get you to think think of this song?
It’s some trick to make it stick to the ribs
Dig gets the dirt to drum from the nails
Truth gets the boost from the wind in the sails
People cry while you’re laughing at them
Friends die while you’re talking to them
Lovers lie while you’re lying with them
How long is life supposed to be?
Would it kill you to wait so long?
One day mysterious, one day perfect, one day gone
-Jack White
“I know a few of his songs, but what were his big ones?”
“Oh God, Nellie, what wasn’t his? I mean, um, Tracks of My Tears.”
“Yeah.”
“Um, God. So many, Nellie.”
“No, no, no, no. Tracks of My Tears and what else?”(The Office, 8x22, Fundraiser)
(Source: -labyrinth)
Reblog if you want one of these in your askbox:
- A stupid question
- A compliment
- Why you follow me
- If you met me what would you do
- A cute message
- One thing you want to tell me
- One thing you want to know about me
Mhm.
OMG ME AND @BRITNYRANAE
(Source: toxic-tokes)
Ain’t it the truth.
(Source: mrducksaysquack)
