Oh my God I see how everything is torn in the river deep
And I don’t know why I go the way
Down by the riverside
When that old river runs pass your eyes
To wash off the dirt on the riverside
Go to the water so very near
The river will be your eyes and ears
I walk to the borders on my own
To fall in the water just like a stone
Chilled to the marrow in them bones
Why do I go here all alone
~ Riverside, Agnes Obel
Thought I’d share my new desktop background. It probably won’t fit many, so if you want one to fit yours, just assbox me your dimensions and I’ll edit it for you.
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