sunday.

you might hating on Sunday. i dislike Sunday, but i don't know, today has been a lovely sunday.

i want to stop the time so i don't need to meet monday.
but i can't.

you know, in the weekend (if i'm not going anywhere) i would give my self some music-spree.
i would search for a kind of music you may never heard of it before.
a music that's calming and lovely.
with those sexy looping and guitars.
argh!

it's not a secret anymore that I dig indie folk, i dig it deeply. I search for a new singer or band every week/month to listen to.

and I found two! yeay!

i found Fleet Foxes and Gabrielle Aplin.
actually i didn't found them recently. i knew them since months ago, but i dig 'em recently.

i give my ears a classy eargasm.

so here's the song of Fleet Foxes:







Meadowlark, fly your way down. 
I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown 
For you to wear upon your fleecy down. 

My meadowlark, sing to me. 

Hummingbird, just let me die 
Inside the broken ovals of your olive eye. 
I do believe you gave it your best try. 

My hummingbird, sing to me. 

My hummingbird, sing to me. 

Don't believe a word that I haven't heard. 
Little children laughing at the boys and girls. 
The meadowlark singing to you each and every day. 
The arc light on the hillside and the market in the hay