playlist.

[meant]

talking bird - death cab for cutie oh, my talking bird. though you know so few words. you're on infinite repeat, and you're brain can't keep up with your beak. the longer you think the less you know what to do. it's hard to see your way out. when you live in a house in a house. cause you don't realize that the windows were open the whole time. but oh, my talking bird. though your feathers are tattered and curved. I'll love you all your days, til the breath leaves your fragile frame<

blinding - florence and the machine it seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state. a tourist in the waking world, never quite awake. no kiss, no gentle word, could wake me from this slumber. until I realized that it was you who held me under. felt it in my fist, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids. shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs. no more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone. no more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden. no more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love. no more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love. no more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world.

up the wolves – the mountain goats there's bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet no matter where you live. there'll always be a few things, maybe several things that you’re gonna find really difficult to forgive. there's gonna come a day when you'll feel better. you'll rise up easy on that day, and float from branch to branch, lighter than the air. just when that day is coming, who can say, who can say. our mothers have been absent ever since we founded rome, but there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home.

that's okay - the hush sound you were a child who was made of glass. you carried a black heart passed down from your dad. if somebody loved you, they'd tell you by now; we all turn away when you're down. you want to go back to where you felt safe, to hear your brother's laughter, see your mother's face. your childhood home is just powder-white bones, and you'll never find your way back.you are broken and callow, cautious and safe; you are boundless in beauty with fright in your face. until someone loves you, I'll keep you safe, but like them, I will give you away.and when you're gone, will they say your name? and when you're gone, will they love you the same? if not, that's okay.

safe and sound – taylor swift I remember tears streaming down your face when I said, "I'll never let you go”. when all those shadows almost killed your light. I remember you said, "don't leave me here alone.” but all that's dead and gone and passed tonight. don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire. the war outside our door keeps raging on. hold on to this lullaby, even when the music's gone. just close your eyes, the sun is going down. you'll be alright, no one can hurt you now. come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound

the calendar girl - stars I dreamed I was dying; as I so often do. and when I awoke I was sure it was true. I ran to the window; threw my head to the sky and said whoever is up there, please don't let me die. calendar girl, who is lost to the world, stay alive.

the wolves – ellie goulding ( cover ) Someday my pain, someday my pain, will mark you. harness your blame, harness your blame, and walk through. with the wild wolves around you. in the morning, I'll call you. send it farther on. what might have been lost. solace my game, solace my game, it stars you. swing wide your crane, swing wide your crane and run me through. what might have been lost, what might have been lost. what might have been lost. someday my pain. someday my pain.

white winter hymnal – fleet foxes I was following the pack all swallowed in their coats, with scarves of red tied 'round their throats. to keep their little heads from falling in the snow, and I turned 'round and there you go. and michael, you would fall, and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime.

après moi – regina spektor I must go on standing, you can't break that which isn't yours. I must go on standing, I'm not my own, it's not my choice. be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs. be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls. be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood. après moi, le deluge, after me comes the flood

your bones – of monsters and men in the spring we made a boat, out of feathers, out of bones. we set fire to our homes, walking barefoot in the snow. distant rhythm of the drum, as we drifted towards the storm. baby lion lost his teeth, now they're swimming in the sea. troubled spirits on my chest, where they laid to rest. the birds all left my tall friend, as your body hit the sand. million stars up in the sky, formed a tiger’s eye. that looked down on my face, out of time and out of place. so hold on, hold on to what we are, hold on to your heart.