The Noresoup Jukebox

I fear there is a living much beyond this I fear I exist in places I do not know. A friend wrote to me, says he finds no peace --- the way we yearn for a thing we do not yet know.  Alas, the air has warmed Spring has so quickly come and gone. All before I could awaken That winter slumber, my seeds not yet sown. I fear there is a living made for a taller person, a better woman, and she flourishes in the avenues --- Atlantis of peoples' souls. And they tell me about her, eyes gleaming, that hopeful pearly gaze, Hand me her shoes, her gown, her coat, But I have not yet grown.

Melody Gardot - Um Beijo it takes two to tango, they say so, will you speak gently to me? if i spew fire, be water --- you know if i miss a step, you may go ahead and miss a step or two so then, i may correct you --- you know and you may keep your hands folded in prayer, whichever God lest in whimsy, they decide to roam --- you know keep up with the beat until I tire and lean, then your hands may do other things --- you know

So this is what they call living this perpetual trying -           lift the legs off the bed            and feel the earth beneath. I woke up to the ground shifting and a lark knocking on my window. There seems to be a new life waiting. But I call it off, and tell the lark to spread the news -  I will be there tomorrow.

Alice Phoebe Lou - Hammer this dullness like a veil over my head so bleak has the world become a massacre of the nerves as the veil holds me - a not knowing of what to be. this dullness like curtains drawn light seeping in just slightly warm does the room become and so, i cannot deny the Sun. a waiting for something to happen to ask a favour                "tell me something good" this dullness like shadows against fabric a tracing of the joy i once knew. 

Joan Baez - It Ain't Me, Babe And so, I let the light in - Sunlight was the chariot,  Warm was the affection it brought. And I would have stayed for the promise of warmer gifts, even if clouds cluttered the air.  And so, I trusted and looked into the sun, This game of vulnerability and patience.  Feigned the act of mastery,  Dulled down the craving, and you called it prudence.  I called it, trying So I could call it love. And my skin thinned beneath the composure. And I looked to you, You who came from the sun - a mirage I now know. I whispered, I am tired, dearest. And just as soon as I let the light in And so, I had to let it go. 

Omar Apollo - Bad Life (ft. Kali Uchis) Remember me in all the sorry dark places, Keep tender, your heart. When you walk that lonely path or driving in an unheated car, Remember the ice that was my hand When we walked through knock-off Central Park Remember the breeze that came in, When all doors before you opened, wooden frames revealing,  Red hair, ends all softly curling.  Remember the face, 23 and so tame, No other woman could take my place. Remember me in all the cold, grey places, Don't rush, keep steady.  When you feel fire in the winter air, face heated from the passionate flare. Remember the coal that the timber became, The thing you burn cannot remain the same. Remember the soft skin, supple to the touch, Though you, unknowing, had bruised. Purple were they to my eyes after And the memories kept me blue.  Remember the red that my face turned, Humiliation disguised as affection and love.  Remember me hopeful in the light, Be selfless in your dreaming. P...