White Hinterland - Thunderbird
The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.
There came a moment in the middle of the song when he suddenly felt every heartbeat in the room and after that he never forgot he was part of something much bigger.
I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.
You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Pablo Neruda, from “If You Forget Me”
She left pieces of her life behind her everywhere she went. It’s easier to feel the sunlight without them, she said.
“Wherever they might be, they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.”
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
CunninLynguists - The Light (ft. Club Dub)