My ideals have got me on the run / Towards my connection with everyone / My ideals have got me on the run / It’s my connection with everyone / Such free reign / For a vessel in vain (Bill Callahan)

The sky was full with a gray winter light / And each freezing degree made its target that night / And the pulse of the snow was the pulse of twighlight / The pulse of the snow was the pulse of diamonds / And you wear it in your hair like a constellation / And […]

Time has it ways / Of stealing days / From me and you / But what can we do / If every time I call / All of Montreal / Don’t seem like no plan / Honey please don’t give up on your man (Bahamas)