What’s mine is yours to leave or take,
What’s mine is yours to make your own

Hello, Stranger.

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We’re taking turns. I’ve decided. It’s polite and it keeps me from yelling. When it’s your turn again, you can talk. For five years, I’ve had to live by the choices of my doctors. The guys that cut me open decided my life. There wasn’t one choice that was mine. Now, I have this heart that beats, that works. I get to be like everybody else, I get to make my own decisions, have my own life, do whatever the damn hell I choose. Now here’s the good part, so you listen close. What I choose… is you. You’re who I want to wake up with and go to bed with and do everything in between with. I get a choice now. I get to choose. I choose you. Okay, it’s your turn again.

Lisa Hannigan on KCRW 2009

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“Kingdom Come”

Run, run, run away
Buy yourself another day
A cold wind’s whispering secrets in your ear
So low only you can hear
Run, run, run and hide
Somewhere no one else can find
Tall trees bend and lean pointing where to go
Where you will still be all alone
Don’t you fret, my dear
It’ll all be over soon
I’ll be waiting here for you
Run fast as you can
No one has to understand
Fly high across the sky from here to kingdom come
Fall back down to where you’re from
Don’t you fret, my dear
It’ll all be over soon
I’ll be waiting here for you
For you, for you
Don’t you fret, my dear
(Don’t you fret, my dear)
It’ll all be over soon
(It’ll all be over soon)
I’ll be waiting here
Don’t you fret, my dear
It’ll be over soon
I’ll be waiting here for you
For you, For you

Run, Run, Run Away
Run, Run, Run Away

“Goodbye to You”

And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time.
I want what’s yours and I want what’s mine.
I want you but I’m not giving in this time.

Love has a way of ripping you apart just as much as it has a way of holding you together, and this piece is a gut-level-honest tug and pull of affection and affliction felt between two lovers. 

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It’s a little bit horrifying just how quickly everything can fall to crap. Sometimes it takes a huge loss to remind you of who you care about the most. Sometimes you find yourself becoming stronger as a result; wiser, better equipped to deal with the next disaster that comes along. Sometimes, but not always.

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Pain.

I thought that everything would be fine

after my funeral speech that I passed through the wind -

until it reached the flares of your dust bin.

I still have all reasons to vilify your intoxicating memoir.

I do not know how to rest this bygone.

Your silence - the sound that I know so well -

loiters the nerves in my ears,

extricating the caged affection that I still have for you.

I will be half way to anywhere.

Soon.

Hopefully.

Your poisonous charm is epidemic.

Undetected.

Incurable.

It feeds on the softest part of the unknown.

One.

Two.

Three.

Hemorrhage.

Now that you are bathing in the oblivion.

Now that you are at the center of your universe.

Beguiling.

Everybody sexualizes your Machiavellian ego.

Narcissistic.

Deceitful.

The mirage of your figurative burial

represents my closeness to Utopia - my ultimate.

I still want you to suffer.

Shackled.

Haunted.

Defenseless - the victim.

I want you to be vanished.

Killed.

Myself.

Your Mephistopheles.

“Almost Lover”

Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images

You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you’d want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images

And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you’d never ever forget these images, no

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you’d want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you’re gone and I’m haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life?

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

Cameron Highlands, Malaysia