nimble fingers
john mayer is now advertising for the gap! YAY!
from scrawny lil guitar geek singing bumbly songs about not fitting in...
to...
my god. he has biceps. and tattoos. and a craggy non-photoshopped face. and he can still write sad guitar-y songs about holding hands and feeling lost and making up. and. he plays the blues. the blues! for real! and it's good. yes.
more! because i like the boys who play guitar.
jack johnson!!
this song is meant to keep ya
from doing what you're supposed to
waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
make you banana pancakes
pretend like it's the weekend now
mama made a baby
really dont mind the practice
cause you're my little lady
lady lady love me
cause I love to lay here lazy
we could close the curtains
pretend like there's no world outside
and we can pretend it all the time
-jack johnson, banana pancakes
aw! i like banana pancakes! and his voice-- omg. gorgeous. deep. and outdoorsy-- you can almost imagine him sitting under a tree by a little campfire, strumming his guitar and tapping his foot... and smiling. 10/10.
conor oberst! suicidal little skinny druggie boy with the rawest, saddest voice and depressing lyrics. aw. i want to comb his hair and share his beer and joint. and then lie in the grass with him and look at the clouds.
I don't know where I am
I don't know where I've been
But I know where I want to go
So I thought I'd let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realized that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
I remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange
You said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said,
This is the first day of my life,
Glad I didn't die before I met you
But now I don't care I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy.
--bright eyes, first day of my life
aw.
man these boys can play guitar to my bass anytime.
+ fictions&fires 10:16 PM
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