Manchester Orchestra

Because if seeing is believing,
then believe that we have lost our eyes

Conor Oberst

I close my eyes, I see a staircase
Leading upwards into blank space
All of creation makes a sound too soft to hear

M. Ward

We are tireless fighters
But we cannot make it on our own
We are bareback riders
We are lost on our way back home

Damien Rice

"Mama tried to wash their faces but these kids, they lost their graces..."

Joanna Newsom

and though our bodies recoil from the grip of the soil
why the long face?

Joanna Newsom

Never get so attached to a poem you forget truth that lacks lyricism. Never draw so close to the heat that you forget that you must eat, oh...

Regina Spektor

We keep on burying our dead.
We keep on planting their bones in the ground,
but they won't grow
the sun doesn't help
the rain doesn't help
and all we've got is a giant crop
of names and dates.