Showing posts with label Lyric. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lyric. Show all posts

Res

I feel so nice just when you're here
The reason why is not so clear
I knew the first time when you told me
I'd fall in love just as you'd hold me

And now I want to stay at your side tonight
I want to watch you as the sun lights up your eyes
I want to know when you wake first thing you see is me
You're all the things I prayed that I'd meet

Så naivt och enkelt men så vackert framfört så jag mjuknar

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Now playing: Res - Tsunami
via FoxyTunes

Debauchery

Your blouse your skirt
I'll undo them so gentle
With beautiful care

I'm a lonely man
With five bottles of wine
I'd like you to share

What I meant to write yesterday

Your wealth made from rags, from nothing into something grand
You promise them they'll live in castles wooing men from far off lands
They raise you up like a God unto your tiny little stand
Until their faith once like a rock is ground up turning into sand
They scour the earth for the things they saw in your tiny little hands
You see they're old enough to dream but just to young to understand
Gabriella, was this all part of your plan?
-That Jeff guy

Sad is beauty is sad

Decemberists again
Forget you once had sweethearts
They've forgotten you
Think you not on parents
They've forgotten too

Go to sleep now, little ugly
Go to sleep now, you little fool
Forty winking in the belfry
You'll not feel the drowning

I don't know who

"I´ll never be what you want me to be
but it´s alright
I´m gonna make you love me
I´m gonna dry all your tears
and we´re gonna stay together for a million years"

Sunday, moody sunday

"sitting in my glasshouse
while your ghost is sleeping down the hall
watching the little birds fly
kamikaze missions into the walls
think i'm gonna stay in today
sit on my couch and watch them fall"
Today I'm taking a day off. Well, I know it's sunday, but it's a different kind of day off. A strong feeling of being lost inside me has been turning the whole weekend sour, and now I'm just gonna let it come and do whatever. Stay in my room, watch cartoons and see if the darkness can really take me.
No, I dont know, it's far from that dramatic. I just dont feel like meeting or talking to anyone today. Don't need to have to put up a smile or a joke. At least thats how Im feeling right now. Like the glass house ani's talking about. Like there's half an inch, cool transparent barrier between me and whatever else there is.

Can you guess who?

So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware so full of shit
So indecisive so adamant

I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's overrated just get another drink and
Watch me come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son,
I come undone

Yeah I got soul. Right by the exit. Next to the blues.

Leela James shows where the cupboard should stand. I am falling back in love with "black" music.


Somebody play on the guitar strings
Makes me think of my favorite songs
Reminds me of when I heard Aretha sing
Gladys, Tina, and Chaka Khan
Can't go back to yesterday
But can we just put the thongs away

And fall back in love with music
Nothin' but the music
Oh

Everybody knows that Marvin's gone
Still I gotta tell you what's going on
Said the music gone

Where'd the soul go?
It's all about the video
We don't sing no more
Where's the music gone?

Where'd the music go?
It's all just for the dough
It ain't soul no more
Where's the music gone?


Still hear Donny playin' them keys
Singin' one day we'll all be free
Can't even turn on my radio
Somebody hollerin' bout a bitch or a ho

Jeff

I just transcribed some lyrics off a great album, "Big Amazing Songs" by Jeff Harms. I am in love with one of his songs, and since I (to my alarm and surprise) couldn't find the lyrics online, I just had to sit down and write them down as I listened. Anyway, its a fascinating lyric. Here it is:

you said hey lets get a beer
it might be nice to go out together
what if we just stop here
it's cold and I, I need a sweater

i feel it's never clear
when to look for the change in the weather
when to smile when pull you near
does it happend today
will I, will I wait forever

you said remember on that back road
just past Windermere [?]
the heat was stuck on
we sweat through the leather

you had a map and I was trying to steer
we were laughing and having the greatest time ever
we lost control and we hit a deer
the car jumped and the axel was severed

you say you're clairvoyant
you wanna be clear
and you just
can't see us together

in that small moment so full of fear
just a few seconds lasted forever
my head was ringing there was blood in my ear
and police sirens and a man with a lever

your eyes cut through me
like those steel cutting shears
you said not to leave you
I promised I'd never

we have our differences
but they wont interfere
you're so beauitiful
and you said once I'm clever

I'm the one boy who doesn't leer
at the scar that slices across your shoulder
you used to dream of us and the life, the children we would reer
me and a house and a church and whatever

you say you've grown a lot since then
you feel wiser and freer
you said you don't wanna leave
you just stared at the river

you said hey let's get a beer
it might be nice to go out together
what if we just stop here
it's cold and I need a sweater

i feel it's never clear
when to look for the change in the weather
when to smile when to pull you near
does it happend today
will I wait forever

I keep trying to go to bed at a reasonable hour

For all of you who are fans of Alain Chabat, I recommend you warmly to go see the film "The Science of Sleep" by Michel Gondry. He does a formidable supporting role, being a complete ass, and a very funny one as well. He speaks surprisingly good english. And it was an interesting film for other reasons. Charming, funny, and beautifully different.

And for the Fighter, I quote Ani,

"So many sheep
I quit counting
Sleepless and embarrassed
'Bout the way that I feel
Trying to make mole hills out of mountains
Building base camp
At the bottom
Of a really Big Deal"