All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
-J.R.R Tolkien, a poem by Bilbo Baggins to ensure that the Hobbits trusted Aragorn enough to allow him to lead them to Rivendell.
When I got back to the apartment you were face down on the floor
You said don’t go to bed yet let’s go get a 64
And the beer I had had for breakfast was a pint of jim beam
And a fifth of peach schnapps and some warm sunny d
And you said bottoms up just as I bottomed out
I tried to scream fuck you but blood was pouring out my mouth
Evan dando never planned on telling you the truth
And your leonardo i.d. card is your fountain of youth
You can be a teenager for your whole fucking life
Just find some pretty sucker and make that bitch your wife
I guess by now you all know my friend danny broke his neck
He was driving home from sirens when he got into a wreck
First I cried for him and then I cried for me
Haunted by the ghost of the girl I used to be
But the rocks with holes are warm in my hands
And I buried my toes in the hot hot sand
And the silver pink pony kisses me and says
You’ve come a long, long way and you deserve to be really happy
– section of ‘The Beer’ by Kimya Dawson. One of my most favourite songs. The lyrics are pure magic.