no sense in lovin' [canciones pre-tristes]

killing lies, by mi4

björk - sonnet / unrealities ix
based on the poem it may not always be so; and i say by e.e.cummings

it may not always be so;and i say
that if your lips,which i have loved,should touch
another's,and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart,as mine in time not far away;
if on another's face your sweet hair lay
in such a silence as i know,or such
great writhing words as,uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;

if this should be,i say if this should be-
you of my heart,send me a little word;
that i may go unto him,and take his hands,
saying,Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands.

this modern love, by mi4

+plus algunas canciones pre-tristes

aimee mann - the moth
bob dylan - it's alright ma (i'm only bleeding)
pink floyd - one slip
uncle tupelo - no sense in lovin'
lucybell - cuando respiro en tu boca
grandaddy - the warming sun
low skies - is it true
the elected - sun, sun, sun
mogwai - i know you are but what am i?