caveofdoubt:

"Panicstricken" by The Carrier

I’m not retracting my old tracks.
I’m never going back
to the locked doors and the blinding lights 
and the uncertainty of whether or not it will be a good or bad day. 
I never want to wonder what life would be like 
without me in it, because I’m alive.
I’m done wanting to die.

(via theicekingxxx)

thefinalimage:

The Final Images of Lester Burnham
American Beauty | 1999 | Dir. Sam Mendes
"I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time…
For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our streets. Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie…
And Janie. And Carolyn.
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it’s hard to stay mad when there is so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid life.
You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.”
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thefinalimage:

The Final Images of Lester Burnham
American Beauty | 1999 | Dir. Sam Mendes
"I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time…
For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our streets. Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie…
And Janie. And Carolyn.
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it’s hard to stay mad when there is so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid life.
You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.”
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thefinalimage:

The Final Images of Lester Burnham
American Beauty | 1999 | Dir. Sam Mendes
"I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time…
For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our streets. Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie…
And Janie. And Carolyn.
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it’s hard to stay mad when there is so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid life.
You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.”
Zoom Info
thefinalimage:

The Final Images of Lester Burnham
American Beauty | 1999 | Dir. Sam Mendes
"I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time…
For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our streets. Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie…
And Janie. And Carolyn.
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it’s hard to stay mad when there is so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid life.
You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.”
Zoom Info
thefinalimage:

The Final Images of Lester Burnham
American Beauty | 1999 | Dir. Sam Mendes
"I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time…
For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our streets. Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie…
And Janie. And Carolyn.
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it’s hard to stay mad when there is so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid life.
You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.”
Zoom Info
thefinalimage:

The Final Images of Lester Burnham
American Beauty | 1999 | Dir. Sam Mendes
"I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time…
For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our streets. Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie…
And Janie. And Carolyn.
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it’s hard to stay mad when there is so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid life.
You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.”
Zoom Info

thefinalimage:

The Final Images of Lester Burnham

American Beauty | 1999 | Dir. Sam Mendes

"I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time…

For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our streets. Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie…

And Janie. And Carolyn.

I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it’s hard to stay mad when there is so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid life.

You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.

(via nocountryforfriendos)

Basement | Further Sky - Hidden Track

I remember when you looked my way,
feeling I was nothing on a summers day.
I remember when you held my hand,
nothing to be sad or to understand.

One and one is two.
I’m running out of glue.
I want to be you.

I remember when you looked away,
told me I was nothing on a summers day.
I remember when you moved my hand,
nothing to be sad or to understand.

One and one is two.
I’m running out of glue.
I want to be you.

(via hollowedbody)