Margaret Atwood

'I've cut myself off.

I can feel the place

where I used to be attached.

It's raw, as when you grate

your finger. It's a shredded mess

of images. It hurts.'

From 'Fix You' by Coldplay

But if you never try then you'll never know just what you're worth

From the film "Snow Cake"

I want you to put your arms around me and squeeze me very tightly but don't touch me with your hands.

You don't know how I'm feeling because you're not me.

Is it better

to waste your day watching the scenery change at a comatose rate, than to put yourself in it and turn into one of those cigarette ads that you hate?


But still, no one can stare at the wall as good as you, my babydoll


And just 'cause they call themselves experts

doesn't mean sweet fuck all
They've got the permanent press
Homes with a stable address

And they've got excitement
And life by the fistful
But you've got the needle
I guess that's the point of it all


From 'The Point of it All' by Amanda Palmer

From Last Year's Leaves by Blanche

Last year's leaves
were just bad dreams.
Open up your eyes, there's no surprise:
just a barren tree

Low and behold
all those lies were true;
hear them ring, everything
people said about you

I thought I heard the falling rain
It always seems to numb the pain
Was that sound the poplar leaves,
screaming in the evening breeze?

Last year's leaves,
pathetic schemes
A trusted friend, till the end,
or so it seemed

You gave your word,
looked me in the eye.
Tell me how on earth, are you worth
the tears I've cried?

I thought I heard the falling rain;
it always seems to numb the pain.
Or was that sound the poplar leaves
screaming in the evening breeze
like last year's leaves?
You're last years leaves...

this is better than nostaligia

Back at home the broadcast warning bounces off an empty table

Sad but true, the two of us might really make it through. But what's the use, dear Jenny, anyway? The world is happy, world is happy, world is happy, without you.

from Dear Jenny by The Dresden Dolls