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home stretch

when i die send me far out to sea

while i live just let me be

when i am gone, please, just forget about me

it’s a lonesome road i have travelled alone

some day i will call some place my own

‘til then i’ll just make the ground my home

the sun drips on down into the water

i will always be my fathers daughter

but today i’m just a lamb being led to the slaughter

here i stand now, stronger than i once knew

the only thing i’m missing, is my blues

there’s no need to miss one that can’t be true

oh they told me, trust and the truth unfolds

i say hell no, i ain’t got faith anymore

give away what is left of my soul, what for

when i die, send me far out to sea

while i live, just let me be

when i am gone, please, forget about me

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Derek sent me pictures of the parody we made of “In Spite of Ourselves” by John Prine. It’s nice to remember the nice times, and this is silly and cute.

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A song I wrote so long ago, still so true, and I’ll never ever sing it to you I want everything, I don’t need anything I’m gonna sing, I’m gonna roam I’m gonna make this whole wide world my home When I rise I close my eyes back up I feel you breathe, but you’re not there any more I keep my eyes closed, when my feet get cold I dream about our old kitchen floor In each others arms, at each others throats There are coyotes sniffin round the bootroom door I want everything, I don’t need anything Now I’m in this ugly city, don’t know what silence sounds like I can’t even think Oh I miss you, I’m blue enough to be true So I just drink I will drink, I will drown In the bottom of this bottle is where I can be found Sure, my heart has drifted far out at sea But my two feet are firmly planted in the ground I want everything, I don’t need anything These hands have been held Most of these fingers have been broke I only get lonely when I think of the words That I never spoke I still choke when I sing the songs we sang those warm summer days Still tryin’ not to think about how things woulda been If I woulda stayed I want everything, I don’t need anything (I want anything, I want anything)

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© Forndom

”Ok Ingjald

í fjörvan trað

reyks rösuðr

á Ræningi,

þá er húsþjófr

hyrjar leistum

goðkonung

í gegnum steig.

Ok sá urðr

allri þjóðu

sjaldgætastr

með Svíum þótti,

er hann sjálfr

sínu fjörvi

frœknu fyrstr

um fara vildi.”

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���With fiery feet devouring flame

Has hunted down a royal game

At Raening, where King Ingjald gave

To all his men one glowing grave.

On his own hearth the fire he raised,

A deed his foemen even praised;

By his own hand he perished so,

And life for freedom did forego.“

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“The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself.”

— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray, 1891 (via amortizing)

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Bones, stones, soft wood hearts

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hair style = seaweed covered rocks 🐙

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Ughhhhh

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We love foggy days on gloomy bloomy

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Yammerz got some leftover cranberrý sauce in her water trough today

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Happy Birthday Sis!

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Jordi finally got me a puppy!

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Piggy Lee is real stoked on her new home! 💖

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Act natural

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Got them hog time blues