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fodder
10-09-2003, 02:53 PM
Man, I've had a few,
But they wouldn't quite blow me like you...
You gave me your name and signed
With a halo around my eye...

And it hits me like never before,
That love is a powerful force
Yes it struck me that love is a sport
So I pushed you a little bit more

Love you're news to me,
You're a little bit more that I thought you'd be,
A mole in my well-fed lawn
You're a nightmare beating the dawn

And it hits me like never before,
That love is a powerful force
Yes it struck me that love is a sport
So I pushed you a little bit more

Blue, blue, black and blue,
Red blood sticks like glue,
True love is cruel love,
Red blood's a power fuel
Sweet love, tasty blood,
My heart overfloods

And it hit me...
Yeah, you hit me really hard.
Man you hit me,
Yeah, you hit me right in the heart...

Lord I've had my deal,
But I never quite knew how it feels,
When love makes you wake up sore,
With fists that are ready for more.

And it hits me that love is a game
Like in war, no one can be blamed,
Yes it struck me that love is a sport
So I pushed you a little bit more

Oh, blue, blue, black and blue,
Red blood sticks like glue,
True love is cruel love,
Red blood's a power fuel
Sweet love, tasty blood,
My heart overfloods,
Man, you hit me...
Yeah, you hit me really hard.
Baby, you hit me,
Yeah, you punched me right in the heart...

...and then you kissed me...
...and then you hit me...
...and then you kissed me...
...and then you hit me...

Oh you haunt me with your violent heartbeat at night
Oh you strike me with your silence baby tonight
Oh you haunt me with your violence baby forgive me
you haunt me with your violent heartbeat

fodder
10-25-2003, 01:26 PM
How to fight loneliness
Smile all the time
Shine your teeth to meaningless
And sharpen them with lies

And whatever is going down
Will you follow around
That's how you fight loneliness

You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanket blindly
Fill your heart with smoke

And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you'll ever need
That's how you fight it

Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time

moel
10-25-2003, 11:04 PM
Everybody knows which way you go
Straight to over
No one wants to see you inside of me
Straight to over

I heard the hammer at the lock
Say you're deaf and dumb and done
Give yourself another talk
This time make it sound like someone

The noise is coming out and if it's not out now
Then tomorrow, tomorrow...
They took your life apart and called you failures art
They were wrong though they won't know
Till tomorrow

I got static in my head, the reflected sound of everything,
Tried to go to where it led, but it didn't lead to anything,
The noise is coming out, and if it's not out now,
I know it's just about to drown tomorrow out

Klynne
10-26-2003, 08:33 PM
Only creatures that are on their way will poison their own wells

(Fleetwood Mac)

moel
11-02-2003, 09:34 PM
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay.
were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands
shake beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black,
Tattooed everything...

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter,
So why do I sear?
hard and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything
All the pictures have all been washed in black,
tattooed everything...

All the love gone bad
Turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be...


I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be the sun
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine...

lapietra
11-13-2003, 07:13 PM
There is a middle-aged woman dragging her feet.
She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat.
While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street
and they laugh in a language I don't understand.
But I love them.
Why do I love them?
So the neighborhood is dimming as I smoke on the porch
and watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars.
And on their faces just anger or disappointment.
I start wishing there was something I could offer them.
A consolation, what could I offer them?
When they are sad in their suburbs robots water the lawn
and everything they touch gets dusted spotless.
So they start to believe that they haven't touched anything at all.
While the cars in the driveway only multiply.
They are lost in their houses.
I have heard them sing in the shower
and making speeches to their sister on the telephone.
Saying, You come home.
Darling, you come here.
Don't stay so far away from me.
This weather has me wanting love more tangible.
Something I can hold because it's getting cold.
So lets hold up our fists to the flame in the sky
to block out the light that is reaching for our eyes
because it would blind us. It will blind us.
Now I have locked my actions in the grooves of routine.
So I may never be free of this apathy.
But I wait for a letter that is coming to me.
She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope.
So there still is hope.
Yes, I can be healed.
There is someone looking for what I concealed in my secret drawer,
in my pockets deep,
you will find the reasons that I can't sleep and you will still want me.
But will you still want me?
Well, I say come for the week.
You can sleep in my bed.
And then pass through my life like a dream through my head.
It will be easy. I will make it easy.
But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time.
A melody to keep me from worrying.
Oh, some simple progression to keep my fingers busy.
And some words that are sure to come back to me and they will be laughing.
My mediocrity. My mediocrity.


Bright Eyes - Song to Pass the Time

Titanlcaxx
12-14-2003, 07:30 PM
those school girl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone.

lapietra
01-27-2004, 05:00 AM
I steal to feed, I fight to breathe, through hunger not greed
I find these days it's the only way I can survive
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
Ooh, in this dusty city with all the gods on the hill
Will not one of them help us ?
The temple which they built is an empty shell
The people who I see, scurrying on the streets, oblivious to our needs
I wonder sometimes how so many could be so blind ?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
Today I stole the sun from the sky, the color from the heart of a rose
Today I took food from the hand of a starving child
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
(I guess that makes me a bad man)



inspiral carpets

Hyakujo's Fox
01-30-2004, 08:17 AM
What a beautiful collision
Things that go bump in the night
With such beautiful precision
Fate could create you and I

Do you know what it means
To abandon your dreams?
To leave with the storms rolling by
How the clouds on this day
Come to take you away
Til you're gone gone far away from me

Beautiful beautiful night
What a beautifully dangerous ride
What a beautiful day we could hardly complain about
What's going on in the sky

What a beautiful collision
Things that go bump in the night
With such beautiful precision
Fate could create you and I

Do you know what it means
To abandon your dreams?
To leave with the storms rolling by
How the clouds on this day
Come to take you away
Til you're gone gone far away from me

Beautiful beautiful night
What a beautifully dangerous ride
What a beautiful day we could hardly complain about
What's going on in the sky

Move with the strangers
That pass through your days
If someone by chance
Should call out your name
When you're lost in the places you don't care to stay
A blinding romance to blow you away


- Bic Runga

lapietra
02-19-2004, 08:20 PM
I'll sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can't keep
Inside of the day
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour
Hope that God exists
I hope I pray

Drawn by the undertow
My life is out of control
I believe this wave will bear my weight
So let it flow

Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy

Now I'm relieved to hear
That you've been to some far out places
It's hard to carry on
When you feel all alone
Now I've swung back down again
It's worse than it was before
If I hadn't seen such riches
I could live with being poor
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy

Those who feel the breath of sadness
Sit down next to me
Those who find they're touched by madness
Sit down next to me
Those who find themselves ridiculous
Sit down next to me
Love, in fear, in hate, in tears

Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy

- James

daverbee
02-20-2004, 03:27 PM
I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie
I'm glad you can't see or hear me
As I fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about!

The Who

brushogger
04-24-2004, 04:08 AM
On a dinosaur victrola, listenin' to Buck Owens, doot, doot, doo, lookin' out my back door. (Creedence Clearwater Revival)

Willow Sylph
04-29-2004, 01:53 AM
"... I can see clearly now. The rain has gone. I can see all obstacles in my way. Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind..."
- Jimmy Cliff

brushogger
04-29-2004, 03:25 PM
Here comes the sun, and I say, "It's all right.."

-George Harrison

lapietra
05-14-2004, 04:26 AM
Heaven on Earth
We need it now
I'm sick of all of this
Hanging around

Sick of sorrow
I'm sick of the pain
I'm sick of hearing
Again and again
That there's gonna be
Peace on Earth

Where I grew up
There weren't many trees
Where there was we'd tear them down
And use them on our enemies

They say that what you mock
Will surely overtake you
And you become a monster
So the monster will not break you

And it's already gone too far
You said that if you go in hard
You won't get hurt

Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
Peace on Earth

Tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Peace on Earth

No who's or why's
No one cries like a mother cries
For peace on Earth

She never got to say goodbye
To see the color in his eyes
Now he's in the dirt
Peace on Earth

They're reading names out
Over the radio
All the folks the rest of us
Won't get to know

Sean and Julia
Gareth, Anne, and Breeda
Their lives are bigger than
Any big idea

Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
Peace on Earth

To tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Peace on Earth

Jesus in the song you wrote
The words are sticking in my throat
Peace on Earth

Hear it every Christmas time
But hope and history won't rhyme
So what's it worth

This peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth

u2 - peace on earth

nycwriters
07-14-2004, 10:58 PM
Breathe by Dexter Freebish

I wake up everyday scared about tomorrow
I just don't know what to believe
And are we running out of all this time we borrowed
I'm drowning in reality

Breathe
We've gotta let it go
Turn around and just
Breathe
Tomorrow will come, can we
Breathe

The days I saw when I was young are unfamiliar
When were we taught to live this way
And as the years go by is our future clearer
Or will it all just fade away

Breathe
We've gotta let it go
Turn around and just
Breathe
Tomorrow will come, can we
Breathe

I'm just a stranger trying to make my way through life
But I'm confused
I'm sick of all the talking heads that lie to me
I want the truth

Am I breaking through the walls that stand between us?

Breathe
We've gotta let it go
Turn around and just
Breathe
Tomorrow will come
And still all I want is to
Breathe
We've gotta let it go
Turn around and just
Breathe
Tomorrow will come
Tomorrow will come

lapietra
07-30-2004, 08:41 PM
I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all i've done.

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Anywhere from here

Light up, Light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
It makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbyes
I nearly do.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Slower, slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear.


snow patrol

slurpeedemon
08-02-2004, 04:57 PM
I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.

This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.

King Missile

nycwriters
09-03-2004, 10:36 PM
You're the song that's stuck in my head
I try to think of something else
It keeps coming back again
Says she wants to end it
I'll just keep pretending

And there you go
Turning up again

Its times like this i need a friend
Ill take a hit and hold u in
Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath
Its times like this i need
You here with me, with me

There's a stranger here in my bed
I try to think of something else
All i see is you instead
Says she wants to hang out
I'm just trying to break out

And there you go
Turning up again

Its times like this i need a friend
Ill take a hit and hold u in
Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath
Its times like this i need
You here with me, with me

And here i go
Turning up again

Its times like this i need a friend
Ill take a hint and hold u in
Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath
Its times like this i want you here
Its times like this i need you here with me, with me

trisherina
09-04-2004, 04:29 AM
It seems as though I've lived my life
On the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs and sittin' still
Without a rustic spoon
Come on people live with me
Where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds
Speaking in a foreign tongue

I'm a light world away
From the people who make me stay
Sitting on the bad side of the moon

It's my life
It's my life
It's my life
My life

There ain't no need for watchdogs here
To justify our ways
We live our life in manacles
The main cause of our stay

Exiled here from other worlds
My sentence comes too soon
Why should I be made to pay
On the bad side of the moon

I'm a light world away
From the people who make me stay
Sitting on the bad side of the moon

It's my life
It's my life
It's my life
My life

- April Wine

nycwriters
09-04-2004, 07:34 PM
Once I thought I saw you
in a crowded hazy bar,
Dancing on the light
from star to star.
Far across the moonbeam
I know that's who you are,
I saw your brown eyes
turning once to fire.

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.

I am just a dreamer,
but you are just a dream,
You could have been
anyone to me.
Before that moment
you touched my lips
That perfect feeling
when time just slips
Away between us
on our foggy trip.

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.

You are just a dreamer,
and I am just a dream.
You could have been
anyone to me.
Before that moment
you touched my lips
That perfect feeling
when time just slips
Away between us
on our foggy trip.

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.

trisherina
09-05-2004, 04:08 AM
Into the Mystic

We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic

When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow into the mystic
Come on girl...

Too late to stop now...

lapietra
11-15-2004, 09:11 PM
I wanna be better than oxygen
So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees
I wanna speak louder than Ritalin
For all the children who think that they've got a disease
I wanna be cooler than t.v.
For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be
We can be stronger than bombs
If you're singing along and you know that you really believe
We can be richer than industry
As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need
We can speak louder than ignorance
Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.

On and on, and on, and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew.

I wanna see through all the lies of society
To the reality, happiness is at stake
I wanna hold up my head with dignity
Proud of a life where to give means more than to take
I wan't to live beyond the modern mentality
Where paper is all that you're really taught to create
Do you remember the forgotten America?
Justice, equality, freedom to every race?
Just need to get past all the lies and hypocrisy
Make up and hair to the truth behind every face
That look around to all the people you see,
How many of them are happy and free?
I know it sounds like a dream
But it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night
I know it's hard to believe
But it's easy to see that something here isn't right
I know the future looks dark
But it's there that the kids of today must carry the light.

On and on, and on, and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew.

If i'm afraid to catch a dream
I weave your baskets and i'll float them down the river stream
Each one i weave with words i speak to carry love to your relief.

I wanna be better than oxygen
So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees
I wanna speak louder than Ritalin
For all the children who think that they've got a disease
I wanna be cooler than t.v.
For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be
We can be stronger than bombs
If you're singing along and you know that you really believe
We can be richer than industry
As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need
We can speak louder than ignorance
Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.

On and on, and on, and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew

Willy Mason - Oxygen

trisherina
11-18-2004, 05:57 AM
Turn down the lights
Turn down the bed
Turn down these voices
inside my head

Lay down with me
Tell me no lies
Just hold me close,
don't patronize

Don't patronize me

Cause I can't make you love me
if you don't
You can't make your heart feel
something it won't
Here in the dark
in these final hours
I will lay down my heart
And I'll feel the power
but you won't
No, you won't
Cause I can't make you love me
if you don't

I'll close my eyes
then I won't see
the love you don't feel
when you're holding me

Morning will come
and I'll do what's right
just give me till then
to give up this fight
and I will give up this fight

Cause I can't make you love me
if you don't
You can't make your heart feel
something it won't
Here in the dark
in these final hours
I will lay down my heart
And I'll feel the power
but you won't
No, you won't
Cause I can't make you love me
if you don't

lapietra
07-16-2005, 05:34 PM
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean
Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box
Religion is the smile on a dog
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean, d-doo yeah

Choke me in the shallow waters
Before I get too deep

What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?
What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or

Oh, I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks
Religion is a light in the fog
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean, d-doo yeah

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep

What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?
What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?

What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?
What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what you are and

What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?

Don't let me get too deep
Don't let me get too deep
Don't let me get too deep
Don't let me get too deep

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep
Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep
Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep

trisherina
07-22-2005, 03:52 PM
I always thought they had a big old set of wings
With flowing robes that would never never cling
And played on harps that had at least a dozen strings
And gathered up in groups to sing and sing and sing
But you look like these angels do
You look like these angels do
And angels look just like you

I always thought that they could fly without a care
And stand around on clouds that floated in the air
And if they lost a thing they always had a spare
For which you must admit is really rather rare
But you look like these angels do
You look like these angels do
And angels look just like you

I always thought they had a halo on their head
Which is so right at night for reading in your bed
I don't believe it but you know I've heard it said
To be an angel that first you must be dead
No, you look like these angels do
You look like these angels do
And angels look just like you

Well they can join a choir or they can join a band
And they originate in many different lands
And do not worry cause they always understand
That when the music's hot they always clap their hands
And you look like the angels do
You look like these angels do
And angels look just like you

-- Rick Scott

Aphrodite
07-23-2005, 10:32 AM
Down to the earth I fell,
With dripping wings. Heavy things won't fly.
And the sky might catch on fire.
And burn the axis of the world, that's why
I prefer a sunless sky, to the glittering and stinging in my eyes.

Oh I feel so light.
This is all I want to feel tonight.
Oh I feel so light.
Tonight and the rest of my life.
Tonight and the rest of my life.

Gleaming in the dark sea,
I'm as light as air
Floating there breathlessly.
When the dream dissolves I open up my eyes,
I realize that everything is shoreless sea.
Weightlessness is passing over me.

Oh I feel so light.
This is all I want to feel tonight.
Oh I feel so light.
Tonight and the rest of my life.
Tonight and the rest of my life.

Everything is waves and stars.
The universe is resting in my arms.
I feel so light.
This is all I want to feel tonight
I feel so light.
Tonight and the rest of my life.

Oh I feel so light.
This is all I want to feel tonight.
Oh I feel so light.
Tonight and the rest of my life.
Tonight and the rest of my life.

Brynn
09-08-2005, 11:17 PM
The Sunday after there was laughter in the air
Everybody had a kite
They were flying everywhere
And all the trouble went away
And it wasn't just a dream
All the trouble went away
And it wasn't just a dream

In the middle of the night
We try and try with all our mights
To light a little light down here
In the middle of the night
We dream of a million kites
Flying high above
the sadness and the fear

Little sister just remember
as you wander through the blue
The little kite that you sent flying
one Sunday afternoon
Made of something light as nothing
Made of joy that matters too
How the little dreams we dream
Are all we can really do

In the middle of the night
The world turns with all its might
A little diamond colored blue
In the middle of the night
We keep sending little kites
Until a little light gets through

---Patty Griffin

lapietra
10-04-2005, 04:18 PM
I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
She's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me

Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too

Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made

Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too

Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without warmth from
A woman's good, good heart

On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world

So fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too

John Mayer - Daughters

dinzdale
10-04-2005, 05:31 PM
So tell me baby
where'd you spend last night?
Please tell me baby
where you spend last night?
Cos you dont come home
Til the sun is shining bright.

- Elmore James

trisherina
11-07-2005, 02:14 AM
And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I built this balustrade
To keep you home, to keep you safe
From the outside world
But the angles and the corners
Even though my work is unparalleled
They never seemed to meet
This structure fell about our feet
And we were free to go

The Decemberists

trisherina
11-30-2010, 04:31 AM
She gets mad
And she starts to cry
She takes a swing but
She can't hit
She don't mean no harm
She just don't know
What else to do about it

Jane goes
To the store at eight
She walks up on St. Andrews
She waits
Gonna get her dinner there
She pulls her dinner
From her pocket
Jane says
I've never been in love
I don't know what it is
She only knows if someone wants her
I want them if they want me
I only know they want me

She gets mad
And she starts to cry
She takes a swing man
She can't hit!
She don't mean no harm
She just don't know
What else to do about it

Jane says
Jane says

Marcus Bales
11-30-2010, 09:36 AM
Ain’t That Pretty At All
Warren Zevon

Well, I’ve seen all there is to see
And I’ve heard all they have to say
I’ve done everything I wanted to do
I’ve done that, too.

And it ain’t that pretty at all
Ain’t that pretty at all
So I’m gonna hurl myself against the wall
Cause I’d rather feel bad than not feel anything at all

You know I’ve just had a sort vacation, Roy --
Spent it getting a root canal
Oh? How’d you like it?

Well, it ain’t that pretty at all
No, it ain’t that pretty at all
So I’m gonna hurl myself against the wall
‘Cause I’d rather feel bad than not feel anything at all

Now I’m gonna get a good running start
And throw myself against the wall as hard as I can, man.

I’ve been to Paris
And it ain’t that pretty at all
I’ve been to Rome
Guess what?

I’d like to go back to Paris someday
And go to the Louvre Museum
Get a good running start and hurl myself at the wall
Gonna hurl myself against the wal
‘Cause I’d rather feel bad than not feel anything at all.

And it ain’t that pretty at all
Ain’t that pretty at all.