udderiffic indulgence.

You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley?
We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
We’ll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold

You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

~

POSTSCRIPT: Eh sorry to whoever it is whose photos I koped for this collage thingy. When I saw the narrative of your photos it immediately reminded me of the song. If you don’t like it, let me know and I’ll take it down.

“sure he’s seen my legs in their full stubbled glory, my eyebrows in their bushiest state, he’s kissed me despite the fuzz above my lips and he’s seen me in holey tshirts and discoloured checkered shorts, but! i’m excited, it’s like a first date everytime we see each other again.”

– siwei, “nein!”

that is so fucking sweet lah. that is true love, i tell you, in its purest and most unadulterated form. so for that, miss siwei, this song is for you.

~

Two of Us
by The Beatles

Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone’s hard earned pay
You and me Sunday driving
Not arriving on our way back home
We’re on our way back home
We’re on our way home
We’re going home

Two of us sending postcards
Writing letters on my wall
You and me burning matches
Lifting latches on our way back home
We’re on our way home
We’re on our way home
We’re going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road
That stretches out ahead

Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing solo in the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere on our way back home
We’re on our way back home
We’re on our way home
We’re going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road
That stretches out ahead

Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing solo in the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere on our way back home
We’re on our way back home
We’re on our way home
We’re going home
We’re going home.

Jumper
by Third Eye Blind

I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.
You could cut ties with all the lies that you’ve been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand

The angry boy, a bit too insane
Icing over a secret pain
You know you don’t belong

You’re the first to fight
You’re way too loud
You’re the flash of light
On a burial shroud
I know something’s wrong

Well, everyone I know has got a reason
To say:
Put the past away

I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies that you’ve been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand

Well, he’s on the table
And he’s gone to code
And I do not think anyone knows
What they are doing here

And your friends have left
You’ve been dismissed
I never thought it would come to this
And I -
I want you to know

Everyone’s got to face down the demons
Maybe today
We can put the past away

I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies that you’ve been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand

Can you put the past away?

I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
I would understand.