Sleeping at Last

Normally, I would post a lot of my favorites of the week, but right now I'm in the mood where music is going to speak for me, because it's been one of those rollercoaster days where you love people and then you hate them and you want to speak your mind all the time and you just want to do what you want and then you love food but you hate it..just kidding that could never happen, but you know what I mean, right?

Just listen to the beauty and have a happy and safe weekend.

1. Emphasis by Sleeping at Last

I had to include every single line to this song because it is the most poetic and lovely and beautiful thing I have ever read.

"Death is promised to the bee who's sting protects the colony.
Was its life worth nothing more than honey for the queen?
Life is a branch and it is a dove, handcrafted by confusing love.
Sign language is our reply, when church bells make no sound.
In hollow towers and empty hives, we craved sweetness with a fear of heights.
Was it all just a grain of sand in an hourglass?
The smartest thing I've ever learned is that I don't have all the answers, 

just a little light to call my own.
Though it pales in comparison to the overarching shadows,
a speck of light can reignite the sun and swallow darkness whole.
Death is a cold, blindfolded kiss.
It is the finger pressed upon our lips.
It puts an unwanted emphasis on how we should have lived.
Life is a gorgeous, broken gift.
Six billion+ pieces waiting to be fixed.
Love letters that were never signed, sent to where we live.
But the sweetest thing I've ever heard is that I don't have to have the answers,
just a little light to call my own.
Though it pales in comparison to the overarching shadows,
a speck of light can reignite the sun and swallow darkness whole."

2. Woodwork by Sleeping at Last

The melody, it carries on while we come undone, and makes us new. All our love came out of the woodwork."

3. I'll Keep You Safe by Sleeping at Last

"As you build up your collection of pearls that you pulled from the deep. A landscape more beautiful than anything that I’ve ever seen. The sound of the branches breaking under your feet. The smell of the falling and burning leaves. The bitterness of winter. Or the sweetness of spring. You are an artist and your heart is your masterpiece. And I’ll keep it safe."

4.  Uneven Odds by Sleeping at Last 

"So I write these words down,“Darkness exists to make light truly count.”"

Don't you just want to cry, smile, dance, laugh, runaway? I sure do.