a swelling rage.

in my lit class we're reading the most random fantasy novels and fairy tales with the help of monsieur lescart. and i have to say that i had my doubts about this fellow but now he's regained my faith. he played "hey jude" in class the other day to compare it to a book we're reading. doesn't get any better than that. and the fact that we're reading harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban definitely sweetens the deal.

this video perfectly describes where i'm at right now. & i love mumford & sons and bookshop sessions.
recently i've been listening to artists who have a fierce passion resonating in their voice that has caught my ear and demands the listener to truly hear. to listen beyond the sweet noise the artist creates and to the heart of it all, their words.

Can you lie next to her
And give her your heart, your heart
As well as your body?