hope this feeling lasts for the rest of my life

it isn't enough for your heart to break for everyones heart is broken now.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yqM--IMkX4

like paper planes in play ground games

I FEEL SO ALONE SOMETIMES / THE NIGHT IS TOO QUIET FOR ME / I WOULD LOVE TO BE ABLE TO SLEEP / I'M GLAD EVERYONE IS GONE NOW / I WILL PROBABLY NOT REST TONIGHT / I HAVE NO NEED FOR ALL OF THIS / HELP ME LORD

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=epaR6ejhlL4

Living on the never never

I thought it would last my time -
The sense that, beyond the town,
There would always be fields and farms,
Where the village louts could climb
Such trees as were not cut down;
I knew there'd be false alarms

In the papers about old streets
And split level shopping, but some
Have always been left so far;
And when the old part retreats
As the bleak high-risers come
We can always escape in the car.

Things are tougher than we are, just
As earth will always respond
However we mess it about;
Chuck filth in the sea, if you must:
The tides will be clean beyond.
- But what do I feel now? Doubt?

Or age, simply? The crowd
Is young in the M1 cafe;
Their kids are screaming for more -
More houses, more parking allowed,
More caravan sites, more pay.
On the Business Page, a score

Of spectacled grins approve
Some takeover bid that entails
Five per cent profit (and ten
Per cent more in the estuaries): move
Your works to the unspoilt dales
(Grey area grants)! And when

You try to get near the sea
In summer . . .
It seems, just now,
To be happening so very fast;
Despite all the land left free
For the first time I feel somehow
That it isn't going to last,

That before I snuff it, the whole
Boiling will be bricked in
Except for the tourist parts -
First slum of Europe: a role
It won't be hard to win,
With a cast of crooks and tarts.

And that will be England gone,
The shadows, the meadows, the lanes,
The guildhalls, the carved choirs.
There'll be books; it will linger on
In galleries; but all that remains
For us will be concrete and tyres.

Most things are never meant.
This won't be, most likely; but greeds
And garbage are too thick-strewn
To be swept up now, or invent
Excuses that make them all needs.
I just think it will happen, soon.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJ9KYriPbU4

I am the salt of the earth and sainted.

How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!

Just stay in your lane

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faMEnZQT2f8

let us go then, you and I

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bccKotFwzoY

"just one of those occasions when everything clicked"

I've just spent 3 days, up a concrete hill, on my feet 10am-7pm.... and fuck me was it worth it.

closing your eyes, holding your breath... and waiting for a giant wave to crash down

But I was in search of love in those days, and I went full of curiousity and the faint, unrecognized apprehension that here, at last, I should find that low door in the wall, which others, I knew, had found before me, which opened on an enclosed and enchaned garden, which was somewhere, not overlooked by any window, in the heart of that grey city.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JugGmkvhsKQ