harmony parking lot song

johnny hobo & the freight trains

here's to the rubble
a brick through every window
a casket buried six feet deep for everybody's heroes
here's to our lives being meaningless
and how beautiful it is
because freedom doesn't have a purpose

Your Heart Is A Muscle The Size Of Your Fist

Ramshackle Glory

Ramshackle Glory - Your Heart Is A Muscle The Size Of Your Fist

dalia never showed me nothing but kindness. she would say: “i know how sad you get. and some days, i still get that way, but it gets better. it gets better. it gets better. sweetie, it gets better, i promise you.” and she tells me: your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. keep on loving. keep on fighting. and hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life.