The band tracked down producer Mike Crossey in an effort to see if they could tap into something similar to the British group. “We were like, ‘well that sounds different what would happen if a band like us works with a guy who makes records sound like that?’” says Fallon.
You won’t always feel attached to the people you once connected with. It’s one of the great tragedies of growing up. We all have our own path to follow and it’s a shame we can’t all keep each other in our pockets as we move along.
Having to say goodbye to people you care for deeply is tragic. Especially the people you spark with. That precious and rare spark that makes your stomach flop, and makes your dreams sweeter.
I just hope that spark is strong enough to survive into the future.
I’m trying my best to prepare for the disappointment. For the loss. For the unbearable realization that I never had it. Not even for a moment. It was never mine, and I was foolish to think I was enough to keep even just a piece.
It’s like a balloon you didn’t tie tight enough to your wrist. You had it for the afternoon playing on the sand, but as the sun begins to set, the string loosens. Then suddenly, when you turn your back, it’s gone. Gently floating further and further away from you. It keeps moving until the sky swallows it. But when you look back at the pink clouds, you can’t help but think how beautiful it looks up there. Even if you can’t touch it, and even if you know it’s off on a new adventure. It’s heartbreaking to see it go.
All of the things we never said are just sitting on the curb. Down under the branches I admire. We had to leave them, to be picked up another day. Today isn’t a good day. Tomorrow isn’t looking good either. And next week is full. I’m not worried to leave them unattended. They haven’t required much attention anyway; they came easy. I can keep an eye on them, and when we are ready, we can pick them up. I’m a bit concerned about how they will weather the weather, but I have faith they will survive. We left them there the night we couldn’t put them to use,
“You do not get to choose
when to have me; you
cannot turn me off like too
loud music. Please don’t
teach me that I’m the kind
of person you need a break
from. Love me all the time
or not at all because I’m too
fragile to be left on pause.”—anne, leave me on repeat. - anneisrestless (via perfect)