Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



So when in doubt just call my name
Just before you go insane
If I ever leave this world
Hey I may never leave this world
But if I ever leave this world alive
— Flogging Molly, If I Ever Leave This World Alive

Walk away me boys
walk away me boys
and by morning we’ll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what’s left
of the flag for me
— Flogging Molly, What’s Left Of The Flag

Abstract Trees

The city may be defined as the social institution enabling people unknown to each other to nevertheless live together. — Dirk Baecker, What Is In A City?