#'and I dealt with this years ago/I took a hammer to every memento'

[anthropwashere]

My roommates are gone for several days currently and I'm always a better version of myself when they aren't around but I just had a moment of realization where I took a step back and thought "Oh, wow, yeah, I really AM a better version of myself when they aren't around!"

The moment: I caught myself singing along with a song I love and smiling, two things I never do when they're home

Experiencing joy without judgement is such a goddamn rarity huh

[musette22]

Guess who burst into tears on her run because she suddenly realised this song is so so so Stucky? Look 😩

Out of a doorway the tentacles stretch Of a song that I know and the world moves in slow-mo Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day And it's you and it's May And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away Do I have time? A man of my calibre? Stood in the street like a sleepwalking teenager, no And I dealt with this years ago I took a hammer to every memento But image on image like beads on a rosary Pulls through my head as the music takes hold And the sickener hits, I could work till I break But I love the bones of you, that I will never escape

This is Steve in TWS. Always working as hard as he can, being Cap and saving the world day in day out, just trying to forget, but no matter how hard he tries, he can’t ever escape the fact that he will always love Bucky, can’t escape his ghost. And then suddenly, that ghost appears before him in the street and Steve freezes in the middle of a mission and surely this can’t be real, but there he is. And he’s flooded with memories, of them before the war, when they were happy and in love, and by god, he still loves him 💔 

[inevitably-johnlocked]

IPL: Elbow - The Bones of You

@uwu-vision​ submitted to inevitably-johnlocked: The song is about a busy man distracted by his lover. This could be from the perspective of Aziraphale, being distracted by Crowley.

So I'm there, Charging around with a juggernaut brow Overdraft speeches and deadlines to make Cramming commitments like cats in a sack Telephone burn and a purposeful gait When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch Of a song that I know and the world moves in slow-mo Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day And it's you and it's May And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away Do I have time? A man of my calibre? Stood in the street like a sleepwalking teenager? No. And I dealt with this years ago I took a hammer to every memento But image on image like beads on a rosary Pull through my head as the music takes hold And the sickener hits, I could work till I break But I love the bones of you, that I will never escape And it's you, and it's May And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And I can't move my arm For the fear that you will wake And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And it's you and its May And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away

(Lyrics from AZ Lyrics)

Hi Lovely!

AHHHH It could very well be, indeed! ORRRRRR Crowley distracted by Aziraphale and his oblivious arse... :D Either way, this is a great song, thank you!

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[oldtestleper]

I dealt with this years ago I took a hammer to every memento

But image on image like beads on a rosary Pulled through my head as the music takes hold And the sickener hits: I can work till I break But I love the bones of you  That I will never escape

[amasov]

The Bones of You

So I'm there charging around with a juggernaut brow Overdraft, speeches and deadlines to make Cramming commitments like cats in a sack Telephone burn and a purposeful gait

When out of a doorway The tentacles stretch of a song that I know And the world moves in slow-mo Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day

And it's you and it's me And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away

Do I have time? A man of my calibre stood in the street Like a sleepwalking teenager I know And I dealt with this years ago I took a hammer to every memento

But image on image like beads on a rosary Pulled through my head as the music takes hold And the sickener hits, I can work till I break But I love the bones of you that I will never escape

And it's you and it's me And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away

And I can't move my arm For the fear that you will wake And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away

And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away

And it's you and it's me And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away

[gaslightlane]

Elbow - “The Bones of You” So I'm there charging around with a juggernaut brow Overdraft, speeches and deadlines to make Cramming commitments like cats in a sack Telephone burn and a purposeful gait When out of a doorway The tentacles stretch of a song that I know And the world moves in slow-mo Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day And it's you and it's me And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away Do I have time? A man of my caliber stood in the street Like a sleepwalking teenager I know And I dealt with this years ago I took a hammer to every memento But image on image like beads on a rosary Pulled through my head as the music takes hold And the sickener hits, I can work till I break But I love the bones of you that I will never escape And it's you and it's me And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And I can't move my arm For the fear that you will wake And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away And it's you and it's me And we're sleeping through the day And I'm five years ago And three thousand miles away Songwriters: Craig Lee Potter / Dorothy Heyward / Du Bose Heyward / George Gershwin / Guy Edward John Garvey / Ira Gershwin / Mark Potter / Mark Ellis Potter / Peter James Turner / Richard Barry Jupp The Bones Of You lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

[cowboyhat]

I dealt with this years ago, I took a hammer to every memento