| If you turn yourself in |
[12 May 2009|03:21pm] |
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| silver and cold |
[28 Mar 2009|12:43am] |
your sins into me
oh my beautiful one
your sins into me
as a rapturous voice escapes i will tremble a prayer
and i'll beg for forgiveness
your sins into me
oh my beautiful one
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[03 Sep 2006|02:22pm] |
Shark Repellent - The Jim Yoshii Pile-up
The noise of the train at the platform
is the same hollow sound I keep hearing in my head.
Like the brakes on the bus when I left you:
it’s mechanical and final and cold.
So we sat in your room and we drank all your beer
and the words were right there. I was holding them back
and I made a conscious choice to just laugh at your jokes
and the pressure was making me nauseous.
Baby, the spiral is tightening around me
and it seems like this house just gets smaller and colder
and I’m deeper in debt.
Baby, it feels like you’re circling.
So like survivors on some tropical waters I throw out the bait.
I throw out the bait and hope for the best.
Baby, I wish you the best.
So what do you see this has all meant for me?
It’s meant more days in bed and more time off work.
When you wake in the morning and you can’t lift your head off the pillow
you wonder how it came to this.
Baby, it feels like you’re circling.
So like survivors on some tropical waters I throw out the bait.
I throw out the bait.
Baby, the spiral is tightening around me.
But I’m still hopeful.
I nod and smile sweetly, Passive Agressive.
I’d turn on the charm if I had some to turn on.
Then maybe you’d keep me around for a while.
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| Stuck in my Head on the way to Work |
[11 Aug 2006|08:29am] |
He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth, bite to eat and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends, the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
And these crimes between us grow deeper
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well, his concerns
He forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming...
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
Driving along this highway
All these cars and up on the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged,
No time to exchange when
All the little ants are marching
Red and black antennae waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way,
Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by weight loss programs
cutting the corners, there's a
Loose end, loose end, cut cut
On the fence, try not to offend
Cut cut, cut cut
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
Lights down, you up and die.
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| alive - the beastie boys |
[20 May 2006|01:34pm] |
We got rhyme selections in a wide array
J'ai des bonbons pour vous manger
The party people scream, "oui oui, c'est vrai"
'Cause I got a remote for my bidet
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| Augie March - Mt. Wellington Reverie. |
[28 Apr 2006|01:27am] |
(Three convicts, Hobart guest house, Marcus Clarke hails his last taxi)
You can't walk through the Isle Of The Dead, you can't lie still in the guest house bed
There's a pair of black eyes staring down at you from the mountain top through yr window
The bunks are empty, your mates are gone and breakfast lasts an hour long
O warm bread, drawn tea, the bastards'll never get to me...
But somebody knows, somebody knows
Somebody always knows, where a body goes
I were one of two, we were joined at the shoe when we thought to make our break
So we shimmied our locks and we knocked up a box and we rode the thing down the waterway
Now the Derwent twists and the Derwent slides, it's a moving thing with many eyes
O who'd have thought at all or often that vehicle would become our coffin?
So many souls, so many souls
So many souls in the water
I left me a little daughter, and I left me a girl
In that tired old world...oh where are they now?
I am one of a gang set to work on the land a-clearin' and fellin' and killin'
The best of us here has a conscience clear and he goes about it keen and willing
We're shooting them from the rocks and we're shooting them in the water
And when they're running we're shooting them in the backs and we do it without a thought or care...
So many lies, so many lies
So many lies been told
We'll none of us here grow old
Not gracefully, not peacefullly
In this blind old land
In this dreaming land
In some demon's land.
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| ani difranco - revelling |
[07 Mar 2006|01:04am] |
you were so in love
that it was all you could talk about
and i think i felt
a little left out
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| Dire Straits - Love Over Gold |
[28 Feb 2006|10:19pm] |
You walk out on the high wire
you're a dancer on thin ice
you pay no heed to the danger
and less to advice
your footsteps are forbidden
but with a knowledge of your sin
you throw your love to all the strangers
and caution to the wind
And you go dancing through doorways
just to see what you will find
leaving nothing to interfere
with the crazy balance of your mind
and when you finally reappear
at the place where you came in
you've thrown your love to all the strangers
and caution to the wind
It takes love over gold
and mind over matter
to do what you do that you must
when the things that you hold
can fall and be shattered
or run through your fingers like dust
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[23 Feb 2006|10:34am] |
the walking and constantly
an endless stream of endless dreams
that wheel and roll just past my shoulder
the waiting and constantly
an endless shift of sifting through
the facts, the fey
you never know for sure
i was sure until they asked me
now i don't know
all i know is something touched me
shadows lift my fingers
don't let the cold...
every now and then things become clear
there's nothing that will bring you back
there's nothing that will change this fact
there's nothing that i will take back
i know i know
this is a fact
i'm pretty sure i know
i don't know i don't know i...
i tell everyone a different story
that way nothing's ever boring
even when they turn and say you lied
petals drifting past my shoulder
or maybe snow - i'm cold i'm not sure
someone yelled at me i don't know why
if you want someone to love you
just let me know
people pushing past me
if you want someone to love you
then don't just go
every now and then things become clear
there's nothing that will bring you back
there's nothing that will change this fact
there's nothing that i will take back
your shoes you left your hat
it's on the bed or else the chair
i don't know i don't know i...
oh my darling...oh my darling
so if you want someone to love you
just let me know
people shouting at me
if you want someone to love you
then don't just go
every now and then things become clear
there's nothing that will bring you back
there's nothing that will change this fact
there's nothing that i will take back
your shoes you left your hat
it's on the bed or else the chair
i don't know i don't know i...
the walking and constantly
an endless stream of endless dreams
that wheel and roll just past my shoulder
that wheel and roll just past my shoulder...
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| Wallflowers |
[03 Feb 2006|01:17pm] |
"God Says Nothing Back"
Seems like the world's gone underground
No gods or heroes
Dare to go down
Tear drops from a hole in heaven come
Overhead like ravens
Dropping down like bombs
Through the mornings silver frosted glow
God says nothing back
But I told you so
I told you so
God bless the void
Of my daydreams
Back in the snow
Making angel wings
Slow motion dancing lights have gone
Sail beneath the burning yellow sun
I'm calling out to the deep ends of my bones
Time says nothing back
But I told you so
I told you so
Still waters rising in my mind
Black and deep
Smoke behind my eyes
Last night I could not sleep at all
I hallucinated that you were in my arms
To be in your heart
I filled my own
Love says nothing back
But I told you so
I told you so
I'm still here
And climbing every rung
If someone saw something
Now Someone speak up
Back over the rotted bridge I cross
Open up these graves
Let these bodies talk
I'm Burried under leaves blood red and gold
Death says nothing back
But I told you so
I told you so....
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| Deeper Understanding |
[30 Jan 2006|10:45am] |
As the people here grow colder
I turn to my computer
And spend my evenings with it
Like a friend.
I was loading a new programme
I had ordered from a magazine
"Are you lonely, are you lost?
This voice console is a must."
I press Execute.
Hello, I know that you’ve been feeling tired.
I bring you love and deeper understanding.
Hello, I know that you’re unhappy.
I bring you love and deeper understanding.
Well I’ve never felt such pleasure.
Nothing else seemed to matter.
I neglected my bodily needs.
I did not eat, I did not sleep,
The intensity increasing,
’til my family found me and intervened.
But I was lonely, I was lost,
Without my little black box.
I pick up the phone and go Execute.
Hello, I know that you’ve been feeling tired.
I bring you love and deeper understanding.
Hello, I know that you’re unhappy.
I bring you love and deeper understanding.
I turn to my computer like a friend.
I need deeper understanding.
Give me deeper understanding.
Deeper Understanding
by Kate Bush
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[23 Jan 2006|10:49am] |
Nothing shatters nothing breaks
Nothing hurts and nothing aches
We've got ourselves one helluva place in my heaven
Looking down at the world below
A bunch of whining, fighting schmo's
Up here we've got none of those, in my heaven
There's pools and lakes and hills and mountains
Music, art, and lighted fountains
Who needs bucks here, no one's counting
In my heaven
No one works, we all just play
We pick the weather everyday
If you change your mind, that's ok, in my heaven
Grandma's up here, Grandpa too
In a condo with to-die-for views
There's presidents and movie stars
You just come as you are
No one's lost and no one's missing
No more parting just hugs and kissing
And all these stars are just for wishing
In my heaven
There's little white lights everywhere
Your childhood dog in Dad's old chair
And more memories than my heart can hold
When Eva's singing "Fields of Gold"
There's neighbors, theives and long lost lovers
Villains, poets, kings and mothers
Up here we forgive each other, in my heaven
For every soul that's down there waiting,
Holding on, still hesitating
We say a prayer of levitating, in my heaven
You can look back at your life and lot
But it can't matter what you're not
By the time you're here, we're all we've got
In my heaven
In my heaven
In my heaven
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[20 Jan 2006|07:43am] |
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gather at the church
say a quiet prayer
hold each other's hands
praying that you might be there
in honesty and peace
with the whispers of your god
falling on your ear
melt your silver down
kiss your lover's face
sirens start to sound
and you're caught up in the only place
where the honesty of fear
makes a battle like a song
falling on your ears
this is anger as beauty.
fighter soul alive
in a whiskey fueled rage
the tears burn in your eyes
the saddest of the souls to save
sings lovely in its fear
with a voice that's
broken/strong
this is anger as beauty.
lover don't you wait
lover you'll be safe
the strangest quiet in the streets
fighters for the love
dug deep
they're under paved ports
gently lifting up a song
falling on your ears
this is anger as beauty.
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| Counting Crows - Good Time. |
[27 Dec 2005|10:19pm] |
The gentleman caller in the blue suede shoes
He don't know what to do
He just wants to look good for you
So he rushes in to tell you what he did today
but he can't think of what to say
I think you listen anyway.
He wants to have a good time just like everybody
He doesn't want to fall apart
You watch him as he stutters over what to say
It's just a little game you play
It's no easier for you some days
You wish you could tell him it'll be okay
But you feel a little shy these days
Cause everybody goes away
You just want to have a good time
Just like everybody else
You don't want to fall apart this time
I can look into your eyes and see the mess we're in
Well darling, if it's shit came out
Then I suppose that it's shit went in
Even though I couldn't say I've been the places that you've been
You know he made my heart real strong
Even if he made my head real thin
I want to have a good time
Just like everybody
And I don't want to fall apart
I just want have a good time
Just like everybody else
And I don't want to fall apart this time
So would you please invite me in...
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[26 Dec 2005|01:11am] |
i was tired of being put right down
by myself for not being what you thought you had found
pulled hard in two directions
by a desire to learn and my old affections
when i tried to share my world with you
you could not seem to tolerate
the people i had grown to love
they shrank under your scrutiny
became the ones you'd hate
why did everything everything
with you and me have to be so political?
i was feeling a little underwhelmed
about hanging around with you and feeling over cautious
every word, every little look, every little sign, every little phrase
put me deeper in your doghouse
you'd let me out to run across your world
i ran into a wall you told me that i built it
then you'd reel me in, ream me out, pick me up, push me out again
-and then repeat it
why did everything everything
with you and me have to be so political?
too busy tripping on my tongue
to try and stand my ground
i can still see myself crying in your lap
asking you are you happy with the man you have found?
i'm greatful for what you did for me
i can see things now i never would have seen
today i thought about what could have been
but could never be for you and me
because everything, every little thing
wtih you and me had to be so political
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| Hunters & Collectors - Carry Me. |
[23 Dec 2005|11:25pm] |
My overcoat is hung and I'm too far gone to see
When the last drinks bell is rung you can carry me
Carry me
Carry me, push me through the door
Shovel me up when I'm sinking to this tear stained floor
Carry me
And sometimes I go over
Over the bar I'll go
Sometimes the pole is only one inch short
And sometimes I go over and you get me on a barrel
And your careful and your loving hands get caught
So carry me
Carry me
But I'm sorry if I showed you
How to lift this truck up off the ground
Yeah I'm not sorry if I moved ten tonnes or more
And I'm not sorry if I showed you how to wriggle round and round
As long as you could push me through the door
So if my overcoat is hung and I'm too far gone to see
And the last drinks bell is rung you can carry me
Carry me
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[14 Dec 2005|09:36pm] |
i don't know what to say anymore
i don't know what to say but i've got to say something
it's difficult as you can see
but i love you a lot more than i love me
i want, i want to go home, and home's where the heart is
and my heart's where you are, but your heart's all tangled up
in things that you can't explain and hardly understand anyway
i don't know what to say, like i ever did
i don't know what to say, so maybe i won't say anything
and hunched over this notebook like some mad frankenstein
i will create something for you in my place
so this song is your friend
even when you can't talk to me or anyone or even yourself
just put on this song, it's like being kept warm
it's like being held tight, it's like talking at length
it's like fitting right in, it's like high self-esteem
or it's not even close
i don't know what to say, but of course i can sing it
isn't that just like me
good thing i don't make any sense, i don't make any sense
i want, i want to be of use
and what use is moping?
it seems pretty useless
but my head's all tangled up in things that are meaningless
but i'm trying, i'm trying to get out
so i wrote you this song, and the song is your friend
even when you can't trust me or anyone or even yourself
just put on this song, it's just a couple little chords
a beginner could play it, and maybe it can help you begin
but i don't even know what that's supposed to mean
maybe you can make something up
-solitary song by kupek
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[26 Nov 2005|05:40pm] |
i don't get many things right the first time
in fact, i am told that a lot
now i know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
brought me here
and where was i before the day
that i first saw your lovely face?
now i see it everyday
and i know
that i am
i am
i am
the luckiest
what if i'd been born fifty years before you
in a house on a street where you lived?
maybe i'd be outside as you passed on your bike
would i know?
and in a white sea of eyes
i see one pair that i recognize
and i know
that i am
i am
i am
the luckiest
i love you more than i have ever found a way to say to you
next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
and one day passed away in his sleep
and his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
and passed away
i'm sorry, i know that's a strange way to tell you that i know we belong
that i know
that i am
i am
i am the luckiest
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| Cat Stevens - How Can I Tell You? |
[14 Nov 2005|02:04pm] |
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How can I tell you that I love you, I love you
but I can't think of right words to say
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you
I'm always thinking of you
but my words just blow away, just blow away
It always ends up to one thing, honey
and I can't think of right words to say
Wherever I am girl, I'm always walking with you
I'm always walking with you, but I look and you're not there
Whoever I'm with, I'm always, always talking to you
I'm always talking to you, and I'm sad that you can't hear,
sad that you can't hear
It always ends up to one thing, honey,
when I look and you're not there
I need to know you, need to feel my arms around you
feel my arms around you, like a sea around a shore
and -- each night and day I pray, in hope that I might find you
in hope that I might find you, because hearts can do no more
It always ends up to one thing honey, still I kneel upon the floor
How can I tell you that I love you, I love you
but I can't think of right words to say
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you
I'm always thinking of you....
It always ends up to one thing honey
and I can't think of right words to say
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[24 Oct 2005|09:43pm] |
and if the snow buries my...
my neighbourhood
and if my parents are crying,
then i'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours
yeah, a tunnel from my window to yours
you climb out the chimney
and meet me in the middle
the middle of the town
and since there's no one else around,
we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know
then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow
you change all the lead sleeping in my head
as the day grows dim, i hear you sing a golden hymn...
then, we tried to name our babies
but we forgot all the names that,
the names we used to know
but sometimes,
we remember our bedrooms and our parent's bedrooms and the bedrooms of our friends
then we think of our parents...
well, whatever happened to them?!
you change all the lead sleeping in my head to gold
as the day grows dim, i hear you sing a golden hymn
it's the song i've been trying to sing...
purify the colors, purify my mind
purify the colors, purify my mind
and spread the ashes of the colors over this heart of mine!
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