nipsynips:

Drowned || Tim Minchin

Your love is like sand inside a bathing suit
Your love is a symphony with the sound on mute
A letter sent to the wrong address
Or red wine on a wedding dress
Like broken bones in my playing hand
Like trying to swallow sand

sighgarden:

pretty girl from annapolis | the avett brothers

my dreams are lies that i have tried to ignore. my dreams fly me to a place near Baltimore.