And I’m amazed at all the stars beneath that old Hollywood sign. And they waltz, a ballet on the boulevard, to a place we never kept. And I’m not sure if we belong here, if I ever really left, or If I can go home.
I’m in on a friday night which is actually VERY unusual and almost unheard of. Buttt I’m off too America Sunday & this means I’m poor even too poor to get into Dusk & blag free drinks from people Oooohhhh :/ its a good thing as I have a job interview tomorrow which probably wouldn’t go well with a hangover. Oh well I’ll sit here listening to Gaslight Anthem & Fangirl-ing over Brian. I’m going to attempt to que pictures & stuff to post while I’m away hmm.
“When we were lions, lovers in combat, faded like your name on those jeans I burned, but I am older now, and we did it when we were young.”—Gaslight Anthem, “We Did It When We Were Young” (via tomthebeatnik) (via fuckyeahgaslightanthem, keepingthebeat)
Learning all the streets and the alleyways And learning where they lead Now that I’m left alone here to drive But it’s so hard to stand on your own Against mirror of glass, hard and cold But the clothes I wore Just don’t fit my soul anymore No the clothes I wore Just don’t fit my soul anymore
“So I’m just burning all around, all the miles on the road.
And I’m never going back, and I’m never going home.
I’ve been gone too long, I’ve been less right than wrong.
I’ve lost so much blood in the falling out.”—“Film Noir” - The Gaslight Anthem (via matthewtlego) (via fuckyeahgaslightanthem)