The Civilian

WHEN I GO TO 7-ELEVEN AND DJ IS WORKING

whatshouldwecallnorthwestern:

He’s like:

And on the outside I’m like:

But inside I think:

Okay, but DJ is the shit regardless

Against the Grain

You need not to climb mountaintops

You need not to cross the sea

You need not to find a cure

for everything that makes you weak

You need not to reach for the stars

when life becomes so dark

And when the wind

does blow against the grain

you must follow your heart

When all your friends

have come and gone

and the sun no longer shines

the happiness for which you long

is washed away, like an oceans tide

When all the hard times, outweigh the good

and all your words are misunderstood

when the day seems lost from the start

you must follow your heart

If you feel you’ve paid the price

and your wounds should cease to heal

and everything you love in life

spins like a winding wheel

and should you wake, to find you’re abandoned

and the road you travel, leads to a dead end

when death creeps in, to play it’s part

You must follow your heart

-Dallas Green