Saturday, January 14, 2012
Laura Stevenson and the Cans- "Master of Art"
You came with your faith unshaken,
Unabashed oh my darling you're amazing,
With your hands so cold and full of calouses.
Your name was the only word that I hear,
I Cut your hair short so I could see your ears,
And I could know you hear my name, hear my name.
You'll be strong and I'll be sure.
All I could pray for is that you'ld please wait for
Me until I am a Master of Art,
Until I have done everything.
Then I swear we can go away for just as long as you think you could take me,
You should know that I am often difficult
And we'll move to it away,
Won't break our fingers when we wake up
And we'll stay inside a shape,
And we will never ever worry
Never ever worry, yeah. Oh~
Don't tire of,
Don't tire of me yet.
I could lie and say to you that this would soon be over,
I could lie and say I knew, that I'ld be waking up tomorrow.
You came with your faith unshaken,
Unabashed oh my darling you're amazing,
With your hands so cold and full of calouses.
I could lie and say to you that this would soon be over,
I could lie and say I knew, I would be waking up tomorrow,
I could make a shape for us to stay until we have to go away again,
Away is just a little again. Oh~
Monday, January 9, 2012
Iron Chic- "Time Keeps on Slipping into the (Cosmic) Future"
Saw this live. This band rips.
The cycle goes on and on
an endless circle of scaring the shit out of me
as we get strung along
dragged 'til were nothing but cosmic debris
If there's something wrong
then there's something wrong with everything
and what spurs us on
will pull us apart
just trying to find our place
fight our way through a four dimensional space
and our reward for this
is not knowing why we exist
if there's nothing wrong
then there's nothing wrong with anything
and what spurs us on
will pull us apart
If I can ask one thing when I am dead
would you lay me down by the river bed?
let me wash away
let it take me back from where I came
all I am and all I was is just
blood and dirt and bones and mud
and I'm better off that way
I'm better off that way
The cycle goes on and on
an endless circle of scaring the shit out of me
as we get strung along
dragged 'til were nothing but cosmic debris
If there's something wrong
then there's something wrong with everything
and what spurs us on
will pull us apart
just trying to find our place
fight our way through a four dimensional space
and our reward for this
is not knowing why we exist
if there's nothing wrong
then there's nothing wrong with anything
and what spurs us on
will pull us apart
If I can ask one thing when I am dead
would you lay me down by the river bed?
let me wash away
let it take me back from where I came
all I am and all I was is just
blood and dirt and bones and mud
and I'm better off that way
I'm better off that way
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