23 August 2005

songs of myself : part three

moments : red house painters
click here to listen. it starts off very softly.
listening time: 7m 52s.

words by mark kozelek
artwork courtesty of eugene smith

gently in these ragged folds
curled up and warm like easter's child
a breath so faint, angelic weight
i can't deny
that i drift sometimes
even in these loving moments
to summery fields i call my own
where i can lie and in them feel
at one with my death
with limbs outstretched
i can't deny
that i'm weak sometimes
even in my strongest moments


  1. Anonymous28.8.05

    if you like this wanky song, you must smoke a lot of pot.

  2. i take the fifth...