GroupLove.

Grouplove "Tongue Tied" from Toy Human on Vimeo.

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Don't take me tongue tied

Don't wave no goodbye...

Jingle Punks Hipster Orchestra.

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What would you do if I didn't find you good music?

I think it's time to pretend...

Tighten Up.

Don't think twice, it's alright.

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You're the reason I'ma travlin' on...

Sad and Lonely Statue---> Take Three Steps on the Right Road...

(How are you gonna get your hands

Inside the real thing

When you go and leave your mind sleepin'?

Time to understand your place

Your trees and your buildings

When the time to dream is almost over.)

(Take three steps on the right road

Go

See the people call you

Sad and lonely statue.)

NewVillager - "LightHouse" from stereogum on Vimeo.

Oblivion

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see you on a dark night.

Hold me closer, I am open, I’ve been waiting, don’t be shy

Wrap your loving arms around me; press your face against mine

Once a liar, once a cheater, yes your light went underground

I have seen it here inside me and that light is what was found

Come home, come home sweetheart

Come home bitter heart

Let go and love

Are you broken, are you beaten, are you stranded in your head?

Has your path made you a stranger?

Does that stranger want you dead?

Come home, come home sweetheart

Come home bitter heart

Let go and love

Our world is filled with ordinary things

Fear and hate and doubt

Our world is filled with only what we see

Can we see love now?

Can we see love now?

the man and the boy and the distortion

he clenched his jaw and fought the thought

of tasting tears in his mouth

thoughts that gripped him tight and held him

up against his own wall of imprisonment

for the fear of such a dream or nightmare

actually coming to fruition made his blood heat up

the chills came and went and the nervous feeling

created a new person on the outside of him

he was molding himself into a man but the little boy inside

came outside to play with his heart and mess with his emotions

paranoia paranoia paranoia paranoia paranoia paranoia

who keeps watching and thinking and feeling and believing???

his head became fucked with, what a stupid little boy he's become

does he know he's really okay? someone should tell him he's fine

where does he start- he wants to open the closet door to his thoughts

but his past would fall out and make the room so messy

how would he walk around it, he doesn't have time to pick it up

can he take this situation and crumple it up and shove it in the closest?

it will make things so much easier but the man has already been molded

he is growing and reading and writing and learning and discovering

he is sick of the cycle and the heartache and the confusion

the man wants to help the boy but the boy doesn't need help

the boy can do it all by himself he swears he can

the little boy has done this before, he's taken care of himself before

the door starts to open and the man and the boy both know

that once it rains it always seems to pour

get ready for the aftermath.

Wake Up

Acceptance is a doorway to hell

if you're on the wrong side

things don't go so well.

So I accepted who I am

and I named my disease

And finally felt relief

and got down on my knees.

Wake up, you're living now

you've been gone so long

do you remember how?

Just be yourself, that's being brave

you're not the master,

but you sure ain't the slave.

Bon Iver "Towers" from Christian Bartsch on Vimeo.

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love is elusive

is love what they say it is?

Ghostpoet

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I just wanna live life and survive it.

A Lull

A Lull - Some Love from Mush Records on Vimeo.

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Break us off a piece
The sun shines on me
We smash our little heads on the ground
Repair them with what little we have
Smile, smile on me
With blood, sweat and - me
We smash our little heads on the ground
Repair them with what little we have

Hold all you own
Hold all you want

Show me some love

Outside, come outside
There's plenty of room outside
Bang on the drums
Bang on the floor

Look each other up and down
There's plenty of people around
Bang on the floor
Bang on the door
Look each other up and down
There's plenty of people around
Bang on the floor
Bang on the door

Show me some love

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This track by A Lull and the accompanying video remind me of being free.

As free as we thought we were when none of us had demands.

The freedom of a night with absolutely nothing to do but- be.

Minds that weren't twisted up with a giant fucking "to-do" list.

I don't feel so free anymore. Hell I barely feel alive anymore.

Feels like motions going through motions going through motions.

I want to bust out of this cage and tear up the invisible contract that said I needed to be someone who cared about status and money and obligations and deadlines and relationships SO much that I could possibly lose my one and only true freedom.

The freedom of an unshackled mind.