Monday, August 31, 2009
the briar and the rose
I fell asleep down by the stream
And there I had the strangest dream
And down by Brennan's Glenn there grows
A briar and a rose
There's a tree in the forest
But I don't know where
I built a nest out of your hair
And climbing up into the air
A briar and a rose
I don't know how long it has been
But I was born in Brennan's Glenn
And near the end of spring there grows
A briar and a rose
P icked the rose one early morn
I pricked my finger on a thorn
It had grown so high
It's winding wove the briar around the rose
I tried to tear them both apart
I felt a bullet in my heart
And all dressed up in springs and clothes
The briar and the rose
And when I'm buried in my grave
Tell me so I will know
Your tears will fall
To make love grow
The briar and the rose
Tom Waits
live performance here
"All will be well"
"All will be well
And all will be well
And all manner of things will be well"
Julian of Norwich
And all will be well
And all manner of things will be well"
Julian of Norwich
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
trader joes
Monday, August 24, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
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