Glen Hansard is by far one of my favorite songwriters and performers. His voice is brutal. Kills me. Scrapes me up and tosses me out of a moving vehicle at high speeds. Then picks me up and wraps me inside of his warmth.
He kills it. Then loves it.
“Love that’s given freely
It doesn’t die, it only changes
And love that’s taken easy
It has to hide in these exchanges”
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