Today I’ve been doing house maintaintence and I’ve been listening to the album Gulag Orkestar by the band Beirut. 

Here’s a couple of songs from the album

Scenic World

The lights go on
The lights go off
When things don’t feel right
I lie down like a tired dog
Licking his wounds in the shade

When I feel alive
I try to imagine a careless life
A scenic world where the sunsets are all
Breathtaking

Postcards from Italy

The times we had
Oh, when the winds would blow with rain or snow
Were not all bad
We put our feet just where they had, had to go
Never to go

The shattered soul
Following close but nearly twice as slow
In my good times
There were always golden rocks to throw at those who admit defeat too late
Those were our times, those were our timesAnd I will love to see that day
That day was mine
When she will marry me outside with the willow trees
And play the songs that we made
They made me so
And I would love to see that day, and
Her day was mine