
O U R C R A C K I N G B O N E S | a cally windheard playlisti. howl, florence + the machine be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers, starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
ii. field below, regina spektor and so the day starts out so slow, again the sun was never called, and darkness spreads over the snow like ancient bruises
iii. help, roxette help me if you can, i’m feeling down, and i do appreciate you being ‘round, help me get my feet back on the ground, won’t you please, please help me?
iv. let the morning sleep, reamonn it’s too late to hate, what we’ve done is done now | it’s okay to say what you’re thinking, now that the moment has broken you can’t hide anymore
v. breakable, ingrid michaelson and we are so fragile, and our cracking bones make noise, and we are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys




