Skin
by Zola Jesus
Safety net, don’t hold me now
In this hole I’ve fallen down
Secret home I made and found
And you wait to breathe
Skin of all, skin of all
I’ve had enough, ooh ohh
Skin of all
And in the sickness, you have faith
And in the thickness you find me
FinallyIn the city, you find pain
And the people you see there
That remind you of your role
Let me go
Skin of all, skin of all
I’ve had enough, ooh ooh
Skin of all
And in the sickness, you have faith
And in the thickness you find me
Finally, finally
That’s what they say
Finally
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There was so much tragedy in the mid-season premiere of Grey’s Anatomy I just watched. Looking at Teddy ask Cristina to tell her Henry’s dead, then watching her trying to pull the drapes covering her husband, pale and unmoving. I freakin’ cried at the dining table.
And damn it why do they keep making fun of poor April.
This was also a very good moment to premiere Snow Patrol’s new single, ‘New York’, which sounds like the very kind of song that drove me to buy ‘Open Eyes’ and … nothing else.
yam.
