So I was still
I was under your spell
When I was told by Jesus all was well
So all must be well

Just give me time
You know your desires and mine
Wrap my flesh in ivory and in twine
For I must be well

Keep the earth below my feet
For all my sweat, my blood runs weak
Let me learn from where I have been
So keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn
Well keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn
                         -Mumford & Sons “Below my feet” 

Remember when we would ride the métro all around Paris? Get on at olympiades and off at palais royale? Remember the musicians who would get on with us, get out their accordions, and play a rendition of “la vie en rose”? Do you remember?

“It seems that all my bridges have been burned, but you say thats exactly how this grace thing works.” || Mumford and Sons

OSCAR HAMMERSTEIN II, 1940.

“The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay, I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café. The last time I saw Paris, her trees were dressed for spring, and lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs to sing.”