Devendra Banhart - The Body Breaks
The body breaks and the body is fine
I'm open to yours and I'm open to mine
The body aches and that ache takes it time
But you'll get over yours and I'll get over mine
And the sun will shine
And the moon will rise
The body calls
Yeah the body it calls out
It whispers at first but it ends with a shout
The body burns
Yeah the body burns strong
Until mine is with yours
Then mine will burn on
My flesh sings out
It sings come put me out
The body sways like the wind on a swing
A bridge through a hoop
Or a lake through a ring
The body stays and then the body moves on
And I'd really rather not dwell on when yours will be gone
But within the dark
There is a shine
One tiny spark
That's yours and mine
I'm open to yours and I'm open to mine
The body aches and that ache takes it time
But you'll get over yours and I'll get over mine
And the sun will shine
And the moon will rise
The body calls
Yeah the body it calls out
It whispers at first but it ends with a shout
The body burns
Yeah the body burns strong
Until mine is with yours
Then mine will burn on
My flesh sings out
It sings come put me out
The body sways like the wind on a swing
A bridge through a hoop
Or a lake through a ring
The body stays and then the body moves on
And I'd really rather not dwell on when yours will be gone
But within the dark
There is a shine
One tiny spark
That's yours and mine
I'm in kind of a wonky mood right now. I'm stressing out about my exam tomorrow in Early Brit Lit. *sigh* I feel like I am not going to get an A in this class...which I guess is OK but I am really a perfectionist; however, ironically, my downfall is I am an extreme procrastinator. And then I don't focus. I drive myself crazy and it's my fault.
Every time I wait until the last minute to do a paper it is only "OK" (Usually B+ average on those). My thoughts are jumbled and my arguments lack focus. bleehhhhhhh
Rote memorization is not one of my strong suits. Maybe if it was multiple choice, or matching, or something where I can see all of my options...but just taking lines from poems that don't even have names [!] and trying to identify [!]
White whine...
Plus I am sick. Plus the weather is gloomy. Plus it is almost 1 in the morning...
I just [...]
