cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is

"and i know you have a heavy heart; i can feel it when we kiss
so many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it.
but, me i’m not a gamble, you can count on me to split.
the love i sell you in the evening, by the morning won’t exist."

he stole my heart with lua, heard first on a quintessential mixed cd made by chelle. from lua, bright eyes worked its way into my music drunk reverie, and i do believe that mr. oberst is a modern day folk poet of this generation.

365 loves: conor oberst and bright eyes