Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Some Lyrics

Hologram

girl, you find a flash mob is curled at your feet
you know that fashion with a fur isn't free?
and could you try to turn your cheek?
anyway it is your better side
man, will you keep at it until you're dead?
making sure it's cool as you stand there
now you're counting all the hairs on your head
neither you nor i are feeling it
nobody is really here
the company are manakins
i walk past
i see them in the glass
but i don't see me in them
friend, we should talk about this habit of yours
the rules, you say, are made to ignore
but you
can't explain the bolted doors
your strategy is failing you
see, i've got a different way of viewing the world
there's a system that needs mending for sure
isolate yourself, the problem's ignored
like bodies stuck in an ice age
you tried to be unique but you became
the same
nobody who really cares
has ever been a passive activist
i walk past
i see them in the glass
but i don't see me in them
your argument's thin
nobody is really here
the company are manakins
i walk past
i see them in the glass
but i don't see me in them
your argument's thin

Constellation

the universe is a tapestry
the stars are my brush
and my eyes are the ink
we can discover a constellation
we're undercover or so i think
we learn to govern our own creation
instead of serving a holy drink
the energy can turn you on
it's like a world on the inside
the energy can make you smile
and the gravity is undermined
come on people feel the throb
and let it operate inside your heart
around the masses we revolve
and there is no end in sight
the blinking night is my tv screen
the characters push, they love, they weep
if you would suffer imagination
you'd see they fill that empty space
you see they're part of my constellation
they never shoot in the human race


Fire Escape

the temperature turns our hands into a plank
my mind's made up, it is worse since I complained
if we could just build a fire
all the people gathered round to huddle
every god eeking out in her domain
can you explain the meaning of a contract?
does it put your name on a high high cloud?
in the wilderness, holla out a mantra
we're the ones in charge
stay alive

we’re rescued now, we see the future’s ours to make
i found my friends on a winter river bank
around them it’s not a day job, so to speak

the rapids light a candle, it surely is a bright spot

and you protest and tell me that it was fate
oh but baby yesterday
was a plague you made
i have a plan: feel your little heart beat
don’t think just breathe, stay alive


Clockwork

like clockwork the morning train wakes me up
you scratch your head as you read the paper
like it’s news to you
do your homework
somebody wants the middle ages
fire works if you don’t like a place
spare me your light i’ll go out in flames
this weak end
my second hand sleep screams breaks
you pretend you’re on track as you go by the playbook
watch less news
play with fire
write your book like clockwork
fire works if you don’t like a place
spare me your light i’ll go out in flames
when will our second wind come around
i hope it’s any second now


Director

straight from the bottle
wine like you mean it
impossible child
you’d jump on the wagon
but it’s a wreck
discover a steak knife cross your neck
you spit and you gargle
dripping in crimson a jingle in your head
your eyes rolling back but your heart
doesn’t stop
hiding a scar, it’s hiding behind your collar
now don’t be ashamed that you failed at your death
it’s better to live if you are not dead
our blood is the same but i don’t have your name
if not for your jingles i wouldn’t raise my glass


Eager Ache of Dew

i’m admired by the moon as the ocean tugs in two
but i have learned not to wish on stares
because it’s too hard to prove that your moves are really you
if you asked my lips they would not care
we’re a hot car in the summer
we’ve got the cards and a straight face
we’re together evaporating on each other
eyes to eyes face to face
now it’s just me and you at the eager ache of dew
we could lie here all day long
am i out of control?
does anybody know?
is this not really profound?
we’re a hot car in the summer
we’ve got the cards and a straight face
we’re together evaporating on each other
eyes to eyes face to face


Everyone Romance

i try to please you know you're about-
and then it was your mouth
the revolution won't care,
it will fester without us
hell why do we need electric guards
they won't let me in
the mystery will always live on on on
i remember what it was to forget her
the rain came in my room and had a good loving
we're floating down into a riesling vial
our heads give in, we have a constant star
everybody that wants this sobs
every garden is a god

everyone romance
everyone romance
hold your lover in a wrap
hold her, hold her
i could never ask why
i could never come by, i
fell beneath my headrest and then its over

help me through the song
the rain drips on, on the the wind so
i can rise instead, the days you doubt are a conduit
find your dance or sit down
help me get more life from all of it
sigh a bit j-just try
we can both get off in a little bit

i had a nice time with my friend
where did we go
we might have been something
all of the tears are gone bye
but let us assure the pattern is still in the sky-
-i'll begin to get by
a better dream, a so-it-seems horizon
the day will come, a July
umbilical strings, bitter feelings come untied

everyone romance
everyone romance
hold your lover in a wrap
hold her, hold her
i could never ask why
i could never come by, i
fell beneath my headrest and then its over


Hungry Just Because

cursed, listless in the ocean
bird around your neck
a god that doesn’t work
looking for the earth
wingman where you going
that boat was for us all
we’re hell bent we’re hell bent
chart our course by the stars
the ones that are not shooting
lit their final spark
hungry for the dark
mark it on our map
steering clear of sirens
we’re hell bent we’re hell bent
the wind stalls and tosses us
albatross is bitter
ghost ship in the winter
hungry just because
feel the ghost heart beating
faster than our sails
we’re hell bent we’re hell bent


Candelabras

We bend the streets in spite of fevers
Prospects, like sand, are caught in hourglass
Tiptoeing under candalabras
The night is young
A camera captures

Creep on the case with walnut finish

The shadows weave across the rails, they dance
Imparting tiger stripes on people
Wide eyes in trance
The floor’s a jungle

Star power on your crystal beaches
Reflection pools are floating images
We know you had the best intentions
Divine your past when something’s missing

Entrusted to you countless hours
Toes deep in mud we laughed and learned to trust
Good tidings when the waves came rushing
It’s sinking in
The water glistens

You can’t really sob cause its been a long time coming
You try to retrieve what you lost, but your heart’s still beating
And sure the memories have their place
Just not in my face, not on my home base

The feelings can fly, after all they’re weightless
Well I could just die, wouldn’t that be something
I’ve given my time, it’s time I’m moving
The pictures I’ve got of you by now are vintage

Rehearsal has gotten old just stop.


Write on a Willow

wear your dress in a meadow
the days go by
await the fall
ask me not from your armchair
don’t ask me why you paid the cost

hearts are churning
quite an achiever
the light burns
write on the willow

taking jobs to nowhere
the stars go out
a waste of pain
pass on the cathedral
even seeds will run away

white lies
you tell at your peril
the pines, pines
shedding their needles


you ask him to travel when trouble comes hither
you ask me if love will keep you together
follow the dreams, you have to weather, don’t
wish in your hands, you’re crossing your fingers
i know blue violets are on your radar
you’re better excited in spite of the dribble
i’m watching the middle, watching the middle
one can’t hold a candle to falling. you’ll see a
thunder god won’t be a secret, it throbs with every
heartbeat, in the calm of spring when you touch it tingles
your weighted doubts will test your feelings
as long as you know it deep inside
you’ll go everywhere you will coincide
you’d rather be someone going nowhere
than a no one going somewhere

lies
write on a willow
. . . (“dot-dot dot”)
write with a needle

write on a willow


In Front of Your Son

you didn’t notice I’d escaped
out from my iron bars
the stump that was a willow weeps
my silence and speech is free
but i am freezing
yes i am freezing
murderers, slits in tongues
the water left the mountain
you better run you better run
the water left the mountain
fallen ones fallen ones
circling birds and death drums
they called it home, they called it home
but water left the mountain
murderers in disbelief cut down the last tree
in front of your son, in front of your son
you thought that goodness was your greed
humankind in disbelief cut down the last tree
they lie in a row, lie in a row
the latest crop read ready to sow


Water in the Mud

We're coming to a clearing, see the canopy bowing out
Every step will rustle, all the roots will be underground
We're walking for a feeling, there's a mystery in the wind
Someone isn't breathing, you can tell by the lack of clouds
You want another round?
Every lost love is good for nothing
You wanna work it out?
Everyone leaves the record running
We're skipping in the needles, it's hard-to-keep-from SPINning out
The others want to meet us in the gully when the sun comes down
We break into the clearing, see their faces beaming high
We can dance on fire and we can wear our native crowns
All the ones we love
Listing in a circle, rhythms thumping
It's water in the mud
The river is deep but our feet are touching

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