1. Driving around Chico with my mom and sister, rememebering my memories from when I lived in that town. As I drove down those streets, the streets that I once called home, I realized how adult i feel now. That was my twenties and now I am thirty and driving down those streets is now a part of my past. Those were beautiful days.
2. Driving down highway 1 with the love of my life. We were stuck in traffic but it was one of the best moments of my entire life. Not the traffic, but the moment; holding hands with my gorgeous wife sitting on one of the most beautiful highways in the world. These are beautiful times.
In all this song remeinds me of the beauty of life. That is something that I never imagined writing back in my self loathing teens, or my world hating twenties. I guess this song reminds me that the past wasn't as bad as I thought it was back then while simultaneously reminding me that My future is better than I EVER could have thought.
Bon Iver - Holocene
"Someway, baby, it's part of me, apart from me"
You're laying waste to Halloween
You fucked it, friend, it's on its head, it struck the street
You're in Milwaukee, off your feet
You're laying waste to Halloween
You fucked it, friend, it's on its head, it struck the street
You're in Milwaukee, off your feet
And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Strayed above the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
Strayed above the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
3rd and Lake, it burnt away, the hallway
Was where we learned to celebrate
Automatic bought the years you'd talk for me
That night you played me 'Lip Parade'
Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree
Saying nothing, that's enough for me
Was where we learned to celebrate
Automatic bought the years you'd talk for me
That night you played me 'Lip Parade'
Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree
Saying nothing, that's enough for me
And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Hulled far from the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
Hulled far from the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
Christmas night, it clutched the light, the hallow bright
Above my brother, I and tangled spines
We smoked the screen to make it what it was to be
Now to know it in my memory
Above my brother, I and tangled spines
We smoked the screen to make it what it was to be
Now to know it in my memory
And at once I knew I was not magnificent
High above the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
High above the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
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