JAMES BLAKE.

I love the mess of it. The search for harmony. And the autotune as an art.

Enjoy!

Shontelle - Perfect Nightmare

And then she woke up and screamed.

I Dreamed a Dream - Glee.

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
...
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed

Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?

Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.

So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess,

And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.

And we are so fragile,

And our cracking bones make noise,

And we are just,

Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

-ingrid michaelson, breakable

The streets are full of strangers

And now I'm all alone again, no where to go, no one to turn to

without a hope without a friend without a face to say hello to.

And now the night is near,

And I can make believe
he's here.

Sometimes I walk alone at night

When everybody else is sleeping

I think of him and then I'm happy

With the company I'm keeping

The city goes to bed

And I can live inside my head.

On my own

Pretending he's beside me

All alone, I walk with him till morning

Without him

I feel his arms around me

And when I lose my way I close my eyes

And he has found me

In the rain the pavement shines like silver

All the lights are misty in the river

In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight

And all I see is him and me for ever and forever

And I know it's only in my mind

That I'm talking to myself and not to him

And although I know that he is blind

Still I say, there's a way for us

I love him

But when the night is over

He is gone, the river's just a river

Without him the world around me changes

The trees are bare and everywhere

The streets are full of strangers

I love him

But every day I'm learning

All my life I've only been pretending

Without me his world will go on turning

A world that's full of happiness

That I have never known!

I love him

I love him

I love him

But only on my own.

- On My Own - Les Miserables

This song makes me want to cry.