// timber timbre. demon host.

i was on the fence and i never wanted your two cents
down my throat in the pit, with my head upon the spit
oh reverend please can I chew your ear?
i have become what I most fear
and i know there's no such thing as ghosts
but i have seen the demon host.

// bombay bicycle club. evening/morning.

always adrift, our trips to make
the night won't break if the day wont break
when i was out, did you get in?
did you draw the bright stuff on your skin?

// teitur. the girl i don't know.

i'm in love with a girl I don't know.
i carry her with me wherever I go.
walk these streets with her name in my shadow, all for the girl I don't know.
flags are waving proudly in the air.
they are selling flowers on the square.

// tim williams. hit another wall.

i hit another wall.

// de leon with os mutantes. almond trees.

// clara luzia. queen of the wolves.

i was a beautiful boy,
a gorgeous girl,
i was the queen of the wolves,
and the king of the birds.
the witches they loved me,
the hunters they hunt me.
and my life was the shortest around.

// the black ryder. sweet come down.

// lissy trullie. self-taught learner.

are you watching me
am i different
or am i the same?
you don't have to say "I love you too"
that's not what I want to hear from you.
self-taught learner.

// girls. hellhole ratrace.

and i dont want to cry my whole life through,
i want to do some laughing too.
so come on, come on, come on, come on, laugh with me.
and i dont want to die without shaking up a leg or two,
yeah, i want to do some dancing too.
so come on, come on, come on, come on, dance with me.
hellhole ratrace.

// tegan & sara. hell.

for ways to remove all the bad that we do
from the heart and the soul of the city, sad and cold
for ways to collect what we say and what we save
to discard and discover a brand new way.

// the holidays. mexico.

// keegan dewitt. complicated.

weightless you drift in the emptiness lifting above
once you did call him now you call to this love.
you stand in the evening and speak to me leaving alone
you sing to the winter's sorrowed and fleeting tone.
i know i won't, i said i won't, you know i won't hurt you.

// paolo nutini. coming up easy.

sunday morning, got the hazy, hazy janes,
i turn to you and inhale where you lay.
took a wander through the garden,
to await the long, long day
and then roll for a while on a violet flowerbed.
coming up easy.

// the twilight sad. i became a prostitute.

you are the bearer of a womb without love
you could have had it all.
is that what you said
is that what you said on a low ride.
you said in your hands you'll stay, all with me today.
i became a prostitute.

// cherbourg. man.

man.

// liam finn + eliza jane. long way to go.

imagine what is possible
if you could separate time.
it's such a long way to go.
i complain, get me out
it's such a long way, a long way back home.

// jeremy warmsley. the boat song.

caught a glimpse of your sail so wide
i tried to signal but you sailed on by
was it a ghost or a trick of the light?
or are you sleeping in the ocean tonight?
the boat song.

// dennis lisk. so und nicht anders.

wär's dem schicksal nicht gelungen
hätte ich dich nicht gefunden
kein herz spielt zweite geige
ich wäre leer,ich wäre pleite.

// princeton. martina and clive krantz.

// say hi. one, two ... one.

well i racked my brain and i doubled back,
but i still got nothing.
go ahead, get started, this'll never last.
not with the wind in your hair like that.
no no.
'cause i could never see how
someone as soft and sweet as you could ever be with me.
one, two ... one.