Stuff We Leave Behind (2)

Honesty

Larry: That’s the spirit. Thank you.

Thank you for your honesty.

Now fuck off and die, you fucked up slag.
Closer (2004)

Ghosts

If you could read my mind love

What a tale my thoughts could tell

Just like an old time movie

'Bout a ghost from a wishin' well

In a castle dark or a fortress strong

With chains upon my feet

You know that ghost is me

Johnny Cash - "If You Could Read My Mind"

Memories

"Memories are like bullets.

Some whiz by and only spook you.

Others tear you open and leave you in pieces"

Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.
(...)

Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through they can't understand.
Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.

Moody Blues “Nights in White Satin”

Sunday

“Trudging slowly over wet sand
Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen
This is the coastal town
That they forgot to close down
Armageddon - come Armageddon!
Come, Armageddon! Come!
Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey”

Morrissey – Everyday Is Like Sunday

Stars

"I know someday you'll have a beautiful life

I know you'll be a star

In somebody else's sky

But why can't it be

In mine?"

Pearl Jam

New year, old baggage

Baby: Me? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw, I'm scared of what I did,

of who I am, and most of all I'm scared of walking out of this room

and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you.

Dirty Dancing