Elixir Sue Posted December 11, 2005 Share Posted December 11, 2005 Did it all get real? I guess it's real enough.They got refrigerators full of bloodanother century spent pointing gunsat anything that moves.Sometimes I worry thatI've lost the plot likeMy twitchin' muscles tease my flippin' thoughts.I never really dreamed of heaven muchuntil we put him in the ground,but it's all I'm doing nowlistening for patterns in thesound of an endless static sea.But once the satellite's deceased,it blows like garbage through thestreets of the nightsky to infinity. But don't you weep for themDon't you weepThere is nothing as lucky... Honey, don't you weep.Don't you weep for themThere is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free. Don't be a criminal in this police state.You'd better shop and eat and pro-create.You've got vacation days, andyou might escape to a condo on the coast.I set my watch to the atomic clock.I hear the crowd count down till the bomb gets dropped.I always figured there'd be time enoughI never let it get me down, but I can't help it nowlooking for faces in the clouds.I've got some friends I barely see,but we're all planning to meet...we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves all together for eternity. But don't you weepDon't you weep for usThere is no one as lucky... Honey, don't you weep.Don't you weep for usThere is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free. Link to post Share on other sites
viatroy Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 Walk me to the busTell me it Link to post Share on other sites
MrRain422 Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 The facts we hate:We'll never meet walking down the roadEverybody yelling "Hurry up! Hurry up!"But I'm waiting for you, I must go slowI must not think bad thoughtsWhat's this world coming to?Both sides are right, but both sides murderI give upWhy can't they? I must not think bad thoughts The civil wars and the uncivilized warsConflagrations leap out of every poor furnaceThe food cooks poorly and everyone goes hungryFrom then on it's dog eat dog, dog eat body, and body eat dogI can't go down thereI can't understand itI'm a no good coward and an American tooA North American that is, not a South, Central, or Native AmericanI must not think bad thoughtsI'm guilty of murder of innocent menInnocent children, innocent women, thousands of themMy planes, my guns, my money, my soldiersMy blood on my hands, it's all my fault I must not think bad thoughts The facts we hate:You'll never hear usI hear the radio is finally going to play new musicYou know, the British InvasionBut what about the Minutemen, Flesh Eaters, D.O.A Big Boys and Black Flag?Will the last American band to get played on the radioPlease bring the flag? Please bring the flag!Glitter disco, synthesizer night schoolAll this noble savage drum-drum-drumAstronauts going back in time to hang out with the cave peopleIt's about time, it's about spaceIt's about some people in the strangest placeWoody Guthrie sang about B-E-E-T-S, not B-E-A-T-S I must not think bad thoughtsI must not think bad thoughtsI must not think bad thoughts Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around itI saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',I saw a white ladder all covered with water,I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?And what did you hear, my darling young one?I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?Who did you meet, my darling young one?I met a young child beside a dead pony,I met a white man who walked a black dog,I met a young woman whose body was burning,I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,I met one man who was wounded in love,I met another man who was wounded with hatred,And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,Where black is the color, where none is the number,And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',But I'll know my song well before I start singin',And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Link to post Share on other sites
Fakeliz Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 Here's the face of trouble it's the face I wear, and it may invite you in, but I won't go there Here's a working model that generates despair And this baby cranks it out, and it will take you out, and I won't care It's a beauty It's the mark of someone who's beyond repair He'll refuse to help himself, thinking only of himself,and though he isn't by himself, Well, it's your job now There's a conversation we're about to have and it's full of twists and turns, half-truths and vague concerns,from one who never learnsto one who never learns, and I never learn Here's the face of trouble Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 If I was the sun way up thereI'd go with love most everywhereI'll be the moon when the sun goes downJust to let you know that I'm still around That's how strong my love is, ohThat's how strong my love is,That's how strong my love is, baby, baby,That's how strong my love is. I'll be the weeping willow drowning in my tearsYou can go swimming when you're hereI'll be the rainbow when the sun is goneWrap you in my colors and keep you warm That's how strong my love is, darling,That's how strong my love is, baby,That's how strong my love is, oooh,That's how strong my love is. I'll be the ocean so deep and wideI'll get out the tears whenever you cry,I'll be the breeze after the storm is goneTo dry your eyes and love you warm That's how strong my love is, baby,That's how strong my love is,That's how strong my love is, darling,That's how strong my love is, That's how strong my love is, so deep in,Well, that's how strong my love isSo much love, yes so much love, oohh,Yes so much love, yes so much love,Anything that I can do, I'll be good for you,Any kind of love you want, I'll be with you Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 I keep looking for a place to fit where I can speak my mind,I've been trying hard to find people that I won't leave behind, They say I got brains, but they ain't doing me no good,I wish they could Each time things start to happen again I think I got something good goin' for myself But what goes wrong? Sometimes I feel very sadSometimes I feel very sad Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into Sometimes I feel very sad Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into I guess I just wasn't made for these times Every time I get the inspiration to go change things around,No one wants to help me look for places where new things mightbe found,Where can I turn when my fair weather friends cop out?What's it all about? Each time things start to happen againI think I got something good goin' for myself But what goes wrong? Sometimes I feel very sadSometimes I feel very sadCan't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into Sometimes I feel very sadCan't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into I guess I just wasn't made for these times Link to post Share on other sites
tkleist Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 give this stone to my brother Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted December 13, 2005 Share Posted December 13, 2005 And so it isJust like you said it would beLife goes easy on meMost of the timeAnd so it isThe shorter storyNo love, no gloryNo hero in her sky I can't take my eyes off of youI can't take my eyes off youI can't take my eyes off of youI can't take my eyes off youI can't take my eyes off youI can't take my eyes... And so it isJust like you said it should beWe'll both forget the breezeMost of the timeAnd so it isThe colder waterThe blower's daughterThe pupil in denial I can't take my eyes off of youI can't take my eyes off youI can't take my eyes off of youI can't take my eyes off youI can't take my eyes off youI can't take my eyes... Did I say that I loathe you?Did I say that I want toLeave it all behind? I can't take my mind off of youI can't take my mind off youI can't take my mind off of youI can't take my mind off youI can't take my mind off youI can't take my mind...My mind...my mind...'Til I find somebody new Link to post Share on other sites
timbits Posted December 13, 2005 Author Share Posted December 13, 2005 nice pick on the Hard Rain, Elizabeth Sue tonight, it's all about: If you see her, say hello, she might be in TangierShe left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hearSay for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slowShe might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so. We had a falling-out, like lovers often willAnd to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chillAnd though our separation, it pierced me to the heartShe still lives inside of me, we've never been apart. If you get close to her, kiss her once for meI always have respected her for busting out and gettin' freeOh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the wayThough the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay. I see a lot of people as I make the roundsAnd I hear her name here and there as I go from town to townAnd I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it offEither I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft. Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the pastI know every scene by heart, they all went by so fastIf she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to findTell her she can look me up if she's got the time. Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted December 13, 2005 Share Posted December 13, 2005 Eyeless in the morning sun you werePale and mild, a modern girlTaken with thought, still prone to careMakin tea in your underwearYou went out in the yard to find Something to eat and clear your mind Something bad inside me went away Quaking leaves and broken light Shifting skin the coming night The bearers of all good things arrive Climb inside us, twist and cry A kiss on your molten eyes Myriad lives like blades of grass Yet to be realized, bow as they pass They are cold,Still, Waiting in the ether, To form, Feel, Kill, Propagate, Only to die Dissolve Magically, Absurdly, They'll end, Leave, Dissipate, Coldly And strangely Return Link to post Share on other sites
Motorik Posted December 13, 2005 Share Posted December 13, 2005 Yo Ren, you're ready to go get this move?[believe that, boy]You're strapped?[Yeah, you know it]Let's go do this, man, I got it all planned out[Yeah, shoot any motherfucker that moves] *pow*["Alright everybody..."] This is a stick-up, everybody get face-downRen, gag their mouths so they can't make a soundTie em up for the fact that I'm kickin assI got my hand on my gat, and I'm tempted to blastMy name is Eazy, but I go the hard way outThis ain't personal, but now I'm aboutto commit a crime and go thru with itYou know what, no need for shakin, because I'm used to itTake out the security guard with a slap of my handYeah, he's wearin' a badge, but he's a ol ass manPump his ass in the head, and take his gunso me and the punk can go one on oneCover the lens on the TV screenyou know, so me and my gang just can't be seenLock the doors, and throw away the keyClose the blinds, so no motherfuckers can seeand smile, you know, cause I'm controllin the shitand no sucker ass nigga's gonna stop the hitWardrobes and locs, and a Ruthless shirtThat means I'm ready to work, and rush a fool to the dirt, so ["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow* ["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow* [Alright, anybody move and I'll blow your fuckin head off] Allright...Empty your pockets, but do it slowTake everything you got and lay it on the fuckin floorDon't make me have to set an example todayand blow one of you crazy motherfuckers awayI'm in a bank, and it's a little bit funnytakin all you stupid motherfuckers' money Peepin at a bitch cause my dick's on hardLaughin at the dumb ass security guardwho's tied up for the moment, not sayin' a wordI should have known it before, the motherfucker's a nerdBut back to the bitches I'm peepinand then untie the hoe, so I can start creepinTook her to the backroom, about to jackCold trailed the bitch, with a gun in the backI said: "Lay down, and unbutton your bra!"There was the biggest titties that a nigga ever sawI said: "Damn", then the air got thinnerOnly thought in my mind, was goin' up in herThe suspense was makin' me sickShe took her panties down and the bitch had a dick!I said: "Damn", dropped the gat from my hand[What I thought was a bitch, was nothing but a man]Put the gat to his legs, all the way up his skirtbecause this is one faggot that I had to hurt, so ["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow* ["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow* [i said get down. I want you all face-down on the floorAnybody moves and I shoot] Stackin up the money and there's more to collectcause I don't give a fuck, I take traveler's checksYo, Ren, peep out the window, and tell me what you see[Three motherfuckin police starin at me; what to do now?]Hurry up and get onAllright, tell me, who is the motherfuckin alarm?I'm a give ya a chance, and count to threeor else five of ya bitches are comin with me[Police: Allright, Allright, come out niggaz, or we're coming inThis is the only chance to turn yourself in]Fuck you! We got hostages, and plenty of lootand don't give a damn and not afraid to shootWe're sendin out the hostages, all except fiveand if you don't meet our demands, they won't stay aliveWe want a copter, so we can get away cleanand take some pussy along, if you know what I meanOne hostage got brave, and got off the floorbut I smoked his ass before he got to the door[Police: They shot a hostage, they shot a hostage!][MC Ren: You stupid motherfucker tryin' to runnow you're dead as fuck tryin' to race a gun][Police: Allright, this is the last chance to get off your assor else the tear gas is about to blast]I ran to the back and Ren followed behindto a hell of a spot that was hard to findThe bank was fucked up, the shit was smokinwith screamin hostages, runnin and chokinGettin away, but I was suddenly stoppedat point blank range, by a motherfuckin copAnd I hope they don't think that a lesson was taughtcause a nigga like the E was finally caughtMy gat wouldn't fire, the shit wouldn't workSo, y'all know what time it is ["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow* ["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow* [Police: Well I'm giving you five seconds to let us thru the gate orI'm gonna shoot two of your guards] [Hehe, they got me once, but they'll never get me again] Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted December 13, 2005 Share Posted December 13, 2005 nice pick on the Hard Rain, Elizabeth Sue Thanks, Tim.----------------------------------------you fell down of courseand then you got up of courseand started overforgot my name of coursethen you started to remember pretty tough to think aboutthe beginning of decemberpretty tough to think aboutpretty tough to think aboutyeah yeahpretty tough to think about you're looking down againand then you look me overwe're laying down againon a blanket in the cloverthe same boy you've always knownwell I guess I haven't grownthe same boy you've always knownsame boy you've always known think of what the past didit could've lastedso put it in your basketI hope you know a strong manwho can lend you a handlowering my casket I thought this is just todayand soon you'd be returningthe coldest blue ocean watercannot stop my heart and mind from burningeveryone who's in the know saysthat's exactly how it goesand if there's anything good about meI'm the only one who knows Link to post Share on other sites
pnêyu Posted December 13, 2005 Share Posted December 13, 2005 Tell me why I feel so bad, honeyTV's flat and nothing is funnyI get sad and stuck in a cone of silenceLike a big balloon with nothing for ballastLabeled like a bottle for AliceDrink me down or I'll drown in a sea of giants And tell me, "Baby, baby, I love youIt's nonstop memories of youIt's like a video of you playingIt's all loops of seven-hour kissesCut with a couple near-missesBack to the scene of the actor saying:'Tell me, baby, baby Link to post Share on other sites
tkleist Posted December 17, 2005 Share Posted December 17, 2005 I sit at my table and wage war on myselfIt seems like it's all...it's all for nothingI know the barricades, andI know the mortar in the wall breaksI recognize the weapons, I used them well This is my mistake. Let me make it goodI raised the wall, and I will be the one to knock it down I've a rich understanding of my finest defensesI proclaim that claims are left unstated,I demand a rematchI decree a stalemateI divine my deeper motivesI recognize the weaponsI've practiced them well. I fitted them myself It's amazing what devices you can sympathize...empathizeThis is my mistake. Let me make it goodI raised the walls, and I will be the one to knock it down Reach out for me and hold me tight. Hold that memoryLet my machine talk to me. Let my machine talk to me This is my worldAnd I am world leader pretendThis is my lifeAnd this is my timeI have been given the freedomTo do as I see fitIt's high time I've razed the wallsThat I've constructed It's amazing what devices you can sympathize...emapathizeThis is my mistake. Let me make it goodI raised the walls, and I will be the one to knock it down You fill in the mortar. You fill in the harmonyYou fill in the mortar. I raised the wallsAnd I'm the only oneI will be the one to knock it down Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted December 17, 2005 Share Posted December 17, 2005 We hear you're leaving, that's OKI thought our little wild time had just begunI guess you kind of scared yourself, you turn and runBut if you have a change of heart Rikki don't lose that numberYou don't wanna call nobody elseSend it off in a letter to yourselfRikki don't lose that numberIt's the only one you ownYou might use it if you feel betterWhen you get home I have a friend in town, he's heard your nameWe can go out driving on Slow Hand RowWe could stay inside and play games, I don't knowAnd you could have a change of heart Rikki don't lose that numberYou don't wanna call nobody elseSend it off in a letter to yourselfRikki don't lose that numberIt's the only one you ownYou might use it if you feel betterWhen you get home You tell yourself you're not my kindBut you don't even know your mindAnd you could have a change of heart Rikki don't lose that numberYou don't wanna call nobody elseSend it off in a letter to yourselfRikki don't lose that numberIt's the only one you ownYou might use it if you feel betterWhen you get home Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted December 17, 2005 Share Posted December 17, 2005 well you sure didn't look like you were having any funwith that heavy-metal gaze they'll have to measure in tonsand when you look up at the skyall you see are zerosall you see are zeros and ones you took my hand and led me down to watch a kewpie doll paradewe let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonadeit's not that I just didn't care I must admit I was afraidand I'm awfully glad my finger's resting gently on the masterfade the masterfadeI coulda played alongthe masterfadeI coulda played Mah Jonggbut it just takes too longand I just can't rememberwhich way the east wind blows does it matter?if we're all matterwhat's it matter does it matterif we're all matter when we're done?when the sky is full of zeros and ones I saw you standing all alone in the electrostatic rainI thought at last I'd found a situation you can't explainwith GPS you know it's all just a matter of degreesyour happiness won't find you underneath that canopy of trees if the green grass is 6 the soybeans are 7the junebugs are 8 the weeds and thistles are 11and if the 1s just hold their place the 0s make a smiley facewhen they come floating down from the heavens you took my hand and led me down to watch a papillon paradewe let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonadeyou squeezed my hand and told me softly that I shouldn't be afraid'cause all the while your finger's resting gently on the masterfade the masterfadeI coulda played alongthe masterfadeI coulda played Mah Jonggbut it just takes too longand who the hell can rememberwhich way the east wind blowswhen you're lying on the groundstaring up at an inverted compassI mean Christ who Knows? Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted December 18, 2005 Share Posted December 18, 2005 Met myself a comin' county welfare line.I was feelin' strung out, Hung out on the line.Saw myself a goin', down to war in June.All I want, All I want is to write myself a tune. Wrote A Song For Ev'ryone,Wrote a song for truth.Wrote A Song For Ev'ryoneWhen I couldn't even talk to you. Got myself arrested, Wound me up in jail.Richmond 'bout to blow up, Communication failed.If you see the answer, now's the time to say.All I want, All I want is to get you down to pray. Wrote A Song For Ev'ryone,Wrote a song for truth.Wrote A Song For Ev'ryoneWhen I couldn't even talk to you. Saw the people standin' thousand years in chains.Somebody said it's diff'rent now, look, it's just the same.Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth.They could have saved a million people, How can I tell you? Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted December 18, 2005 Share Posted December 18, 2005 There's something about youThat reminds me of all those timesWhen I wasn't sorry, when I wasn't blueThe cherry moon it shone down on usUnder the stars shining down every one for youIf I could count them allI would circle the moonAnd count 'em back to nothingTill I got to you Something in you dies, when it's overEverybody cries sometimesIf loving you's a dreamThat's not worth havingThen why do I dream of you? I used to be the house that you lived inDown on Meadowlake StreetWhen you moved they cut down the maple treeI carved your name intoThe tree became a boat, I christened it your nameAnd when the water turned to saltFrom your tears it hit the bottom of the oceanWhere I go when I hear your nameAnd I sink like a stone Something in you dies, when it's overEverybody cries sometimesIf loving you's a dreamThat's not worth havingThen why do I dream of you?Why do I dream of you i feel like a dream that's not worth havingLike a nervous joke ain't nobody laughingLike somebody with nothing 'cause they don't knowWhat they're wantingTiny like the sand in the cracks of drift woodWashed up on the shore of an ocean of youBoats out on the horizonMade of the maple tree where we used to lie downOn Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and IYou and I Something in you dies when it's overEverybody cries sometimesIf loving you's a dream that's not worth havingThen why do I dream of youWhy do I dream of youWhy Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Laminated Kat Posted December 19, 2005 Share Posted December 19, 2005 Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.The photograph on the dashboard,taken years ago,Turned around backwardsso the windshield shows.Every streetlight revealsthe picture in reverse.Still, it Link to post Share on other sites
GPARSUNDA Posted December 19, 2005 Share Posted December 19, 2005 hazy day / makin' my way out somewhere on the motorhighway headin' down / i'm east coast bound another day's been lost and found i wrote down a few things to say i've got a few things left to say to my best friend's grave and i'm hardly awake i pull in to a stop on the motorhighway silly day / i read in the trades they're making films about friends i'd made no sound / they just turned around next thing you know they were lost then / found goodbye west coast i'm going back / i'm going home goodbye west coast i'm going home i broke down in a halfway town news of the day is some poor girl drowned the papers say / she went to the bay the very next day they just found her that way sunny day / traffic waits a child waves to the motorcade /fade ah the windows down a pretty sound's been lost then / found (alright) goodbye west coast i'm going back / i'm going home goodbye west coast i'm going home i'm making my way to my best friend's grave i'm making my way to my best friend's grave a child waves to the motorcade i'm making my way to my best friend's grave im making my way / well goodbye west coast i'm going home Link to post Share on other sites
bjorn_skurj Posted December 19, 2005 Share Posted December 19, 2005 Watch out now, take careBeware of falling swingersDropping all around youThe pain that often minglesIn your fingertipsBeware of darkness Watch out now, take careBeware of the thoughts that lingerWinding up inside your headThe hopelessness around youIn the dead of night Beware of sadnessIt can hit youIt can hurt youMake you sore and what is moreThat is not what you are here for Watch out now, take careBeware of soft shoe shufflersDancing down the sidewalksAs each unconscious suffererWanders aimlesslyBeware of maya Watch out now, take careBeware of greedy leadersThey take you where you should not goWhile weeping atlas cedarsThey just want to grow, grow and growBeware of darkness (beware of darkness) Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted December 19, 2005 Share Posted December 19, 2005 ^ she is benedictionshe is addicted to theeshe is the root connectionshe is connecting with he here I go and I don't know whyI fell so ceaselesslycould it be he's taking over me... I'm dancing barefootheading for a spinsome strange music draws me inmakes me come on like some heroin/e she is sublimationshe is the essence of theeshe is concentrating onhe, who is chosen by she here I go and I don't know whyI spin so ceaselessly,could it be he's taking over me... she is re-creationshe, intoxicated by theeshe has the slow sensation thathe is levitating with she ... here I go and I don't know why,I spin so ceaselessly,'til I lose my sense of gravity... (oh god I fell for you ...) the plot of our life sweats in the dark like a facethe mystery of childbirth, of childhood itselfgrave visitationswhat is it that calls to us?why must we pray screaming?why must not death be redefined?we shut our eyes we stretch out our armsand whirl on a pane of glassan afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a treethe hands of he and the promise that she is blessed among women. (oh god I fell for you ...) Link to post Share on other sites
Guest gsteinb Posted December 19, 2005 Share Posted December 19, 2005 are you guys, like, doing it? Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted December 19, 2005 Share Posted December 19, 2005 Sure. Who else is gonna bring youA broken arrowWho else is gonna bring youA bottle of rainThere he goes, moving across the waterThere he goes turning my wholeworld around Do you feel what I feelCan we make that so it's part of the dealI gotta hold you in these arms of steelLay your heart on the line ... this time I wanna breathe when you breatheWhen you whisper like that hotsummer breezeCount the beads of sweat that cover meDidn't you show me a sign, this time Who else is gonna bring youA broken arrowWho else is gonna bring youA bottle of rainThere he goes, moving across the waterThere he goes turning my wholeworld around Can you see what I seeCan you cut behind the mysteryI will meet you by the witness treeLeave the whole world behind I want to come when you callI'll get to you if I have to crawlThey can't hold me with these iron wallsWe've got mountains to climb Who else is gonna bring youA broken arrowWho else is gonna bring youA bottle of rainThere he goes, moving across the waterThere he goes turning my wholeworld around Link to post Share on other sites
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