ima mistake, but I love memes so idk

as an indigenous person who's languages have been taken away from them, hozier singing in irish is so important to me

when hozier said "do you think i'd give up? that this might've shook the love from me" and "if someone asked me at the end i'd tell the put me back in it" and "heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i" and "so someone with your eyes might come and hold me like water or christ, hold me like a knife" and "the memory hurts but does me no harm, your hand in my pocket to keep us both warm" and "i will not be great but i'm grateful to get through, the feeling came late, i'm still glad i met you" and "i remember the view, streetlights in the dark blue, the moment i knew i'd no choice but to love you" and "if there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact, they didn't do it right" and "i don't need to know where we begin and end, i'd still know you, not being shown you, i only need the workin' of my hands" and-

Hozier saying, "being reckless and young is not how the damage gets done," and, "getting through still has its cost," and, "if there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact they didn't do it right," on the same album is soooooooooo

"Hold me like water or, Christ, hold me like a knife.” Okay. What if I threw up. what if i bit my arm off. what if i died

Butchered Tongue is so fucking incredible. The kinship between cultures whose languages and identities have been pushed down. The magic of seeing a language and culture survive and thrive in defiance of violence. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you.