for wmm—

i think of you now as the storm’s rolling in 
and i’m bringing myself close to crying again
but i know that i won’t, cuz you would just laugh
and say 'life’s way too short to be feeling like that'
but i do

yes i do
and it's not ending soon

remember that night in that hot crowded bar?
you were wearing a sweater and I touched your arm
we kissed for a minute then we never spoke of it
don’t know what it meant, but i know i loved it 
and you

I loved you
and that's not ending soon

think of you, think of you, think of you now
think of you, think of you now
 
no one could have guessed how soon it’d be over
you’d ask me to drinks but i was just getting sober
i like to imagine you at 25
on the isle of new york, gin & tonic on ice
and the moon

yeah, the moon
come back soon

we met in the winter, you were gone before fall
i could blink and i’d miss having met you at all
but i hear you in Stevie and James Taylor too
and i’ll never regret all these bruises
from falling for you

just for you
and they're not going anywhere soon

my boy on the moon

boy on the moon

have yourself a merry little christmas

The Wolf (Mumford & Sons cover)

Over and Over (original song)

Every Girl (Turnpike Troubadours cover)

Round Here (Counting Crows cover)

Chicago (original song)

"Bygones" by Marina Keegan (poetry reading)

7.24.11 (original)

lyrics: 

light me on fire 
tell me you love me
it won't hurt that bad
it'll blister less than being lonely
that's all i have

this crush is breaking all my bones
left my door unlocked
now it haunts my home
burned sage three goddamn days in a row
and still
i see your ghost

light me on fire
tell me you love me
if that'll keep you warm
i hear springtime is lovely
if we survive the storm

this crush is breaking all my bones
forgot the way to walk back home
the sky grows dark
the moon sinks low
and still
you haunt my home

this crush is breaking all my bones
fuck what they said about sticks and stones
i'd trade it all not to be alone

tell me i'm not alone

light me on fire, tell me you love me (original)

at 18 i got wasted
on so much shit i can't take back
oh 18, you weren't wasted on me

life lessons are bullshit
you fall down and then you bleed
life lessons were wasted on me

and everybody says:
you will outgrow this
you'll figure out what this all means
jesus will wash your feet clean

and 19 hurt so deeply
at 19, thought I couldn't breathe
oh 19 you weren't kind to me

everybody said:
you will outgrow this
you'll figure out what this all means
jesus is parked out on the street

$8/hr
your savior sits and waits for me
those miracles, they don't come cheap

i outgrew this
don't wanna know what this all means
jesus won't let me lose this sleep

he said he missed the summer
he missed the sweat on his skin
oh 18 let's do that again

i am a child of god,
a god i don't know and who don't know me
i left it all with 18

you will outgrow this
you'll figure out what this all means

i knew this
he wiped a tear off of his cheek
i read somewhere that jesus weeps

life lessons (original)

saw you after school
your car had broken down 
off of the busy street
you sat down on the curb
and called your girlfriend on repeat

sat behind you in class
you never had the answers
but your notes were always neat
and you never said
anything you didn't mean

sittin in the corner of the party
askin if you want me
ask you can you hear me, you say
hardly

wrote down all the things that you told me
the way that you would hold me
said that you would need me 
when it's cold outside
well baby, it's cold outside

you make yourself a drink
[make yourself a drink]
stealing liquor from the cabinet
in your childhood home
then you pour it down the sink
cuz you don't want to
drink alone
[no you don't want to drink alone]

i'm not asking you for love
[i'm not asking you for anything]
i'm just asking for a little more
than what you're doing now
it's not paris in the rain
it's just a ride back to my house
[ride back to / just a ride back]

sittin in the corner of the party
asking if you want me
ask if you can hear me you say
hardly anything
hardly anything
hardly anything 
at all

hardly (original song)

it’s the biggest joke 
to say i’m anything close to grown up 

22, too loud
i’m not too proud to say when i’ve fucked up

and the sinking sounds of sirens in the city keep me up 
keep my head tucked down, see pennies on the ground — dirty luck

fingers start to bleed
you notice me when i’m biting my nails 
painful hypocrisy: chew me apart when you think i have failed 

and the sinking sounds of sirens in the city make you mad
this world is made up of emergencies that we have never had 

i’ll be okay, every time 
i’ll be something so close to fine, every time

elizabethcregan

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