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mix: these sorts of things fall apart
Don't be mad
finnigan_geist wrote in fcgeist
DURF. So, because I'm stupid, I put together a playlist/soundtrack-type-thing-of-sorts for the fic I've been working on, sawdust and ashes. If you've been following this journal, (hi. and sorry) you may have heard of it. The story, that is. Anyway, since I finally updated with a new chapter, I figured it wouldn't be the worst thing I could ever do to post the music here (with "artwork" [read: halfassed photoshops], because I'm a dick). There are actually probably many worse things I could do. Anyway.

If you'd like to download any or all of the songs, they're under the cut. ♥?

{.zip of all files}

la guerre de sept ans | benoît pioulard

destruction/drawn | the wrens
sweet things come in time
I guess I'll wait for mine

balmy night | department of eagles
my father told me never to run
I'm already gone, out through the door

wait for the summer | yeasayer
no one starts to hear an accidental fall

northern, knees, trees, and lights | loch lomond
and all the people in the pews, they're gonna burn in hell
they're gonna burn in hell

flume | bon iver
only love is all maroon
lapping lakes like leery loons
leaving rope burns
reddish ruse

between the bars | madeleine peyroux
I'll make you okay and drive them away
the images stuck in your head of people you've been before
that you don't want around anymore

nice dream | matthew herbert
if you think that you're strong enough
if you think you belong enough

subway home | casiotone for the painfully alone
you said it right from the start
these sorts of things fall apart

curs in the weeds | horse feathers
only once, I'll call off the dogs if you call off your guard

dissent | andrew bird

plans | grizzly bear
every option I have costs more than I've got

while you were sleeping | elvis perkins
the heavens fell, the earth quaked
I thought you must be, but you weren't awake

may song | shelley short
that's life, you know
don't be mad

in ear park | department of eagles
all of us walk a long, steady line
and now that you're gone i've nothing but time
to walk with your bags down to the docks
and sit in the grass, right in your spot


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