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Mumford & Sons at Pukkelpop Festival in Kiewit, Hasselt, Belgium on August 19th, 2017.

This cuts in a little bit late on Lover of the Light and then goes into Tompkins Square Park, and Believe.

#2 - Ties to her heart

Mumford & Sons - Lover of the light

And in the middle of the night
I may watch you go
There’ll be no value in the strength
Of walls that I’ll have grown
There’ll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown
But I’d be yours if you’d be mine

Stretch out my life and pick the seams out
Take what you like but close my ears and eyes
Or watch me stumble over and over

I had done wrong, you built your tower
But call me home and I will build a throne
And wash my eyes out never again

But love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

With skin too tight and eyes like marbles
You spin me high so watch me as I glide
Before I tumble homeward, homeward

I know I’ve tried I was not stable
And flawed by pride I miss my sanguine eyes
So hold my hands up 
Breathe in and breathe out

So love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

And in the middle of the night
I may watch you go
There’ll be no value in the strength
Of walls that I’ll have grown
There’ll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown
You may not trust the promises 
Of the change I’ll show
But I’d be yours, if you’d be mine

So love the one you hold
And I’ll be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

So love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

Still watering my own grass,

Still spreading my wings,

still growing,

still learning,

still figuring out my purpose while knowing my purpose will be fulfilled, Still contemplating,

still shedding my layers,

still praying for happiness,

still removing old habits while learning to be the best I can be.


I’m still me, just mastering the art of self love, while spreading light, love and laughter to all.


S.R.W

Lover of the Light
Mumford & Sons
Lover of the Light

Lover of the Light - Mumford and Sons

And in the middle of the night
I may watch you go
There’ll be no value in the strength
of walls that I have grown
There’ll be no comfort in the shade
of the shadows thrown
But I’d be yours if you’d be mine

Stretch out my life
and pick the seams out
Take what you like
but close my ears and eyes
Watch me crumble over and over

I have done wrong
so built your tower
But call me home
and I will build a throne
And wash my eyes out never again

But love the one you hold
And I’ll be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

Skin too tight
and eyes like marbles
You spin me high
so watch me as I glide
Before I tumble homeward, homeward

I know I’ve tried
I was not stable
And flawed by pride
I miss my sanguine eyes
So hold my hands up – breathe in, and breathe out

So love the one you hold
And I’ll be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

And in the middle of the night
I may watch you go
There’ll be no value in the strength
of walls that I have grown
There’ll be no comfort in the shade
of the shadows thrown
You may not trust the promises
of the change I’ll show
But I’d be yours if you’d be mine

So love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

So love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

Lover Of The Light 

In which Oikawa misses Iwaizumi, Bokuto misses Akaashi and the universe decided it was a funny idea putting the two lonely souls in college together.

(A prequel to Golden)

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Author: @blackandorange
Pairing: Oikawa Tooru / Iwaizumi Hajime - Akaashi Keiji / Bokuto Koutarou
AU: Canon Divergence 
Words: 19,2k
Chapters: 3/3 (Complete) 

Read Lover Of The Light on AO3

Lover of the light

@farewelltolight

Nicolas had gone exactly two hundred years without seeing his maker, and would gladly have gone two hundred years more, at least. But Lestat had a way of making himself seen. It seemed that Nicolas could not turn a corner without hearing his songs, or seeing his book, or being bombarded with the chatter of obsessed fans. Lestat was calling out to every vampire on earth- so Nicolas would answer. 

Nicolas read the eponymous novel on the flight to the new world. He managed not to tear the book to shreds only by filling its margins with notes, comments, and a great deal of profanity. He brought nothing with him except a case of fine clothing, and his violin. Perhaps he would join Lestat on stage? It would be poetic. But Nicolas suspected their reunion was far more likely to start and end with a brawl. 

New Orleans was a riot to the senses. There were flowers everywhere, and the scent of them made his head swim. He had no plan from this point forward- Lestat’s mind was silent to him, and vice versa. But the fool wasn’t exactly being subtle- Nicolas was sure he would find him eventually. He wandered the winding streets aimlessly, taking in the noise, the lights, the smells. 

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