And it presses to your neck,
It clutches to your hips,
Softly sings to you of fireworks
And God and art and sex and it's strange
That it feels so right when nothing else does
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And it presses to your neck,
It clutches to your hips,
Softly sings to you of fireworks
And God and art and sex and it's strange
That it feels so right when nothing else does

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There’s a melody in everything, I’m trying to find a harmony but Nothing seems to work, Nothing seems to fit.
there's a melody in everything,
i'm trying to find a harmony..
but nothing seems to work,
nothing seems to fit
There's a melody in everything. I'm trying to find a harmony, but nothing seems to work.
La Dispute // Harder Harmonies

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All the ones who seem to fit the best into the chorus never notice there’s a song, and the ones who seem to hear it end up tortured by the chords when they fail to find a way to sing along. And when you sing the wrong thing it all starts collapsing. Starts to ring out and feedback, starts lapsing and crashing, on notes that don’t clash but that never quite feel like they match. And I never quite feel like mine match. There’s a melody in everything. I’m trying to find a harmony but nothing seems to work, nothing seems to fit.
La Dispute - Harder Harmonies
Like a shadow on a shadow, a phantom in a film strip. Faint glimmer of the past trapped in mother’s old slides. Sits still in the apartment while sifting through some pictures of the child that he once was and the sense of hope they framed. “It’s a shame."
La Dispute - Harder Harmonies
there’s a melody in everything I’m trying to find a harmony but nothing seems to work nothing seems to fit.