Archive for the ‘Songs’ Category

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Vivir Sin Aire – Mana

October 2, 2009

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Vivir Sin Aire

Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire
Cómo quisiera vivir sin agua
Me encantaría
Querete un poco menos
Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin ti

Pero no puedo siento que muero
Me estoy ahogando sin tu amor

Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire
Cómo quisiera calmar mi aflicción
Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua
Me encantaría robar tu corazón

Cómo pudiera un pez nadar sin agua
Cómo puidera un ave volar sin alas
Cómo puidera la flor crecer sin tierra
Cómo quisiera porder vivir sin ti

Pero no puedo siento que muero
Me estoy ahogando sin tu amor

Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire
Cómo quisiera calmar mi aflicción
Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua
Me encantaría robar tu corazón

Cómo quisiera lanzarte al olvido
Cómo quisiera guardarte en un cajón
Cómo quisiera borrarte de un soplido
Me encantaría matar esta canción

To Live Without Air

How much I’d like to be able to live without air
how much I’d like to live without water
I’d love
to love you a bit less
how much I’d love to be able to live without you

But I can’t, I feel I’m dying
I’m drowning without your love

How much I’d like to be able to live without air
How much I’d like to calm my affliction
How much I’d like to be able to live without water
I’d love to steal your heart

How could a fish swim without water?
How could a bird fly without wings?
How could a flower blossom without soil?
How much I’d like to be able to live without you

But I can’t, I feel I’m dying
I’m drowning without your love

How much I’d like to be able to live without air
How much I’d like to calm my affliction
How much I’d like to be able to live without water
I’d love to steal your heart

How much I’d like to throw you into oblivion
How much I’d like to put you away in a drawer
How much I’d like to erase you by blowing
I’d love to kill off this song

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Real Good Looking Boy -The Who

September 20, 2009

When I think back to the
first time in my childhood
When I saw that face
I thought right then,
‘That’s a real good looking boy’

I saw myself in the mirror
in profile
for the first time
I thought,
‘Hey! That’s a real good looking boy’

And I felt then
that I moved
With all those lucky fucks and angels
High in the theatre
In the sky

So I ran to my mother
I said,
‘Mom – take a look at me
Have you ever seen a teen
Fly so high?’

That’s a real good looking boy
That’s a real good looking boy

She said,
‘Son, well, you know,
you’re an ugly boy.
You don’t really look like him

In this long line
There’s been some
real strange genes
You’ve got ‘em all
You’ve got ‘em all
With some extras thrown in’

That’s a real good looking boy
That’s a real good looking boy
That’s a real good looking boy
That’s a real good looking boy

Wise men say
Only fools, only fools rush in
But I – I can’t help
Falling in love, in love with you

Now I’m here with you little darling
And you say, ‘You’re beautiful as you are’
And I’ve managed somehow to survive

You arrived in my life like a fragrance and
you help me find a way to laugh
Now I Know how so-called beauty lies

God gave him a face
Then he gave me something above
God gave me a grace
Man, he gave me your sweet, sweet, sweet love

You make me feel like I’m a real good looking boy
I feel I’m a real good looking boy
That’s a real good looking boy
That’s a real good looking boy

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Red At Night – The Gaslight Anthem

August 11, 2009

I was born in a town where the rivers flow free
On a January night when the cold winds freeze
I got an Irish name and an injury
Blessing and a curse cast down on me
Ain’t nobody got the blues like me
Ain’t nobody got the blues like me

Was a blood red sky on the morning tide
Was a cold wind blowing when I left that night
And the morning bells rang, alright, alright
Shoulda stayed home with you that night
Ain’t nobody played the fool like I
Ain’t nobody played the fool like I

Things got bad and things got worse
Half like blessing, half like curse
It’s these blessings so hard to see sometimes
Gotta little clearer about dusk last night
Ain’t nobody got a blessing like mine
Ain’t nobody got a blessing like mine

It’s a red sky night and I’m doing alright
It’s a red sky night and I’m doing just fine

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Good Souls – Starsailor

May 18, 2009

Feel,
Sick after every meal,
I’d say,
‘Cause I know,
The life from your burning wheel,
Won’t wane,
Sleep,
I sleep every day,
Wipe the cobwebs away,
I need to be loved,
Christ,
I’m out of my mind,
I need to be loved,
I need to be loved,
As I turn to you and I say,
Thank goodness for the good souls,
That make life better,
As I turn to you and I say,
If it wasn’t for the good souls,
Life would not matter,
Dive straight in on your girlfriend,
Making her feel like there’s going to be a war,
Dive straight in at the deep end,
Making you feel like there’s going to be a war,
As I turn to you and I say,
Thank goodness for the good souls,
That make life better,
As I turn to you and I say,
If it wasn’t for the good souls,
Life would not matter,
One good day of the week,
And I’ll be up again,
One good day of the week,
I’ll be higher than the government,
As I turn to you and I say,
Thank goodness for the good souls,
That make life better,
As I turn to you and I say,
If it wasn’t for the good souls,
Life would not matter,
As I turn to you and I say,
If you’re messing with a good heart,
You’ve got to take what’s due.

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Wonderwall – Oasis

May 9, 2009

Today is gonna be the day
That they’re gonna throw it back to you
By now you should’ve somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don’t believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I’m sure you’ve heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don’t believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don’t know how

Because maybe
You’re gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You’re my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day?
But they’ll never throw it back to you
By now you should’ve somehow
Realized what you’re not to do
I don’t believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don’t know how

I said maybe
You’re gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You’re my wonderwall

I said maybe
You’re gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You’re my wonderwall

Said maybe
You’re gonna be the one that saves me
You’re gonna be the one that saves me
You’re gonna be the one that saves me

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You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away – Noel Gallagher

May 9, 2009

Here I stand head in hand
Turn my face to the wall
If she’s gone I can’t go on
Feelin’ two-foot small

Everywhere people stare
Each and every day
I can see them laugh at me
And I hear them say

Hey you’ve got to hide your love away
Hey you’ve got to hide your love away

How could I even try
I can never win
Hearing them, seeing them
In the state I’m in

How could she say to me
Love will find a way
Gather round all you clowns
Let me hear you say

Hey you’ve got to hide your love away
Hey you’ve got to hide your love away

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Help – Noel Gallagher

May 9, 2009

When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody’s help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I’m not so self assured,
Now I find I’ve changed my mind and opened up the doors.

Help me if you can, I’m feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won’t you please, please help me?

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways,
My independence seems to vanish in the haze.
But every now and then I feel so insecure,
I know that I just need you like I’ve never done before.

Help me if you can, I’m feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won’t you please, please help me.

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Bella & Edward of Twilight – Through Radiohead’s Creep

April 6, 2009

When you were here before
couldn’t look you in the eye.
You’re just like an angel.
Your skin makes me cry.

You float like a feather
in a beautiful world.
I wish I was special.
You’re so very special.

But, I’m a creep.
I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.

I don’t care if it hurts.
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body.
I want a perfect soul.

I want you to notice
when I’m not around.
You’re so very special.
I wish I was special.

But I’m a creep.
I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.

She’s running out the door.
She’s running out, she run, run, run, run, run.

Whatever makes you happy.
Whatever you want.
You’re so very special.
I wish I was special.

But, I’m a creep.
I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.
I don’t belong here.

BELLA: “what a stupid lamb…”
EDWARD: “….what a sick masochistic lion.”

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Tryin’ to Get to Heaven – Robyn Hitchcock

April 4, 2009

The air is getting hotter
There’s a rumbling in the sky
I’m drifting through that high muddy water
With a full moon shining in my eyes

Every day your memory grows dimmer
It don’t haunt me like it did before
I’m in the middle of nowhere
Tryin’ to get to heaven before they close the door

When I was in Missouri
They would not let me be
I had to leave there in a hurry
I only saw what they let me see

You broke the heart that loved you
Now you can see what the book cannot write anymore
I’m just stuck in the half-light
Tryin’ to get to heaven before they close the door

People on the platform
Waiting for the train
I can feel their hearts a-beating
Like pendulums swingin’ on chains

When you think that you’ve lost everything
You find out you can always lose a little more
I’m in the dinosaurs’ waiting room
Tryin’ to get to heaven before they close the door

I’m going down the river
Down to New Orleans
They tell me everything is alright
But I don’t even know what alright means

I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane
Miss Mary Jane’s got a house in Baltimore
I’ve been to Sugartown; I shook the sugar down
Now I’m tryin’ to get to heaven before they close the door

I’m gonna sleep down in the parlour
And relive my dreams
I close my eyes and I wonder
If everything’s as hollow as it seems

Some trains don’t pull no gamblers
No midnight ramblers like they did before
I’m just goin’ down the road, feelin’ bad
Tryin’ to get to heaven before they close the door

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Beyond Here Lies Nothing – Bob Dylan

March 31, 2009

Oh well, I love you pretty baby
You’re the only love I’ve ever known
Just as long as you stay with me
The whole world is my throne
Beyond here lies nothin’
Nothin’ we can call our own

Well, I’m movin’ after midnight
Down boulevards of broken cars
Don’t know what I’d do without it
Without this love that we call ours
Beyond here lies nothin’
Nothin’ but the moon and stars

Down every street there’s a window
And every window’s made of glass
We’ll keep on lovin’ pretty baby
For as long as love will last
Beyond here lies nothin’
But the mountains of the past

Well, my ship is in the harbor
And the sails are spread
Listen to me, pretty baby
Lay your hand upon my head
Beyond here lies nothin’
Nothin’ done and nothin’ said

NE PLUS ULTRA – SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
Sole Positive of Night!
Antipathist of Light!
Fate’s only essence! primal scorpion rod–
The one permitted opposite of God!–
Condensed blackness and abysmal storm
Compacted to one sceptre
Arms the Grasp enorm–
The Interceptor–
The Substance that still casts the shadow
Death!–
The Dragon foul and fell–
The unrevealable,
And hidden one, whose breath
Gives wind and fuel to the fires of Hell!–
Ah! sole despair
Of both the eternities in Heaven!
Sole interdict of all-bedewing prayer,
The all-compassionate!
Save to the Lampads Seven
Reveal’d to none of all the Angelic State,
Save to the Lampads Seven,
That watch the throne of Heaven!

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Mary, Why Don’t You Come Home? – Gilbert C.

March 30, 2009

Well, Mary’s only nineteen but she’ll come home.
And she’s the kind of girl you want to be with
when you’re alone.
And, she don’t need nobody like I need you.
And, if you want to go, well she’ll see it through.
So, I said, “Mary, come home.”
“Mary, come home.”

Friday night is right when she walks in
with her long, white Camels and a bottle of gin.
I said “Mary, Mary, Mary.” Me on the wall.
And, I’ll go down and take a big fall.
So, I said, “Mary, come home.”
And, I said, “Mary, won’t you come home?”

“Well, Mary, can’t you see that I’m all alone.”
“I’ve been twiddling my thumbs.”
“I been on the phone.”
You don’t pay no mind. “Where have you been
with them long, white Camels and a bottle of gin?”
So, I said, “Mary, please come home.”
I said, “Mary, come home.”

I said, “Mary, why don’t you come home?”
“Oh, Mary, why don’t you come home?”

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All The Best – John Prine

March 26, 2009

I wish you love
And happiness
I guess I wish
You all the best
I wish you don’t
Do like I do
And ever fall in love with
Someone like you
Cause if you fell
Just like I did
You’d probably walk around the block like a little kid.
But kids don’t know
They can only guess
How hard it is
To wish you happiness

I guess that love
Is like a Christmas card
You decorate a tree
You throw it in the yard
It decays and dies
And the snowmen melt
Well I once knew love
I knew how love felt

Yeah, I knew love. Love knew me.
And when I walked, Love walked with me.
And, I got no hate
And, I got no pride
Well, I got so much love that I cannot hide.

Say you drive a Chevy.
Say you drive a Ford.
You say you drive around the town till you just get bored
Then you change your mind
For something else to do.
And your heart gets bored with your mind and it changes you.

Well, it’s a doggone shame
And, it’s an awful mess
I wish you love
I wish you happiness
I wish you love
I wish you happiness
I guess I wish you
All the best.

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Time – Tom Waits

March 24, 2009

Well the smart money’s on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you’re east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause

And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee’s in the mirror
And the band is going home, it’s raining hammers, it’s raining nails
And it’s true there’s nothing left for him down here

And it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time

And they all pretend they’re orphans and their memory’s like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can’t remember tell the things you can’t forget
That history puts a saint in every dream

Well she said she’d stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama’s boys just don’t know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors Are those dreams or are those prayers?
So close your eyes, son, and this won’t hurt a bit

Oh it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time

Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they’re on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet

So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off ’til I come back again

Oh it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time
And it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time

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Visions of Johanna – Bob Dylan

March 19, 2009

Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks when you’re tryin’ to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we’re all doin’ our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin’ you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there’s nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman’s bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the “D” train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it’s him or them that’s really insane
Louise, she’s all right, she’s just near
She’s delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna’s not here
The ghost of ‘lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He’s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I’m in the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it’s so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, “Jeeze
I can’t find my knees”
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel

The peddler now speaks to the countess who’s pretending to care for him
Sayin’, “Name me someone that’s not a parasite and I’ll go out and say a prayer for him”
But like Louise always says
“Ya can’t look at much, can ya man?”
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev’rything’s been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain

“Visions Of Johanna” (live, unreleased version, 1966)

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Diamond Rings – Deer Tick

March 19, 2009

Oh it takes my life away
To think of her as gone
Now I’m running down the maze
And I’m finding only war

Blowing down the flame
To catch the burning wind
Now I’m running out of steam
Now watch this man collapse

You said you wanted a better life
And you will tell me what you find
And then I’ll stay the whole night through
And I’ll turn from sad to blue
Yes I’m choking after you
Yeah I’m choking after you

Wish you’d think of me
The way I think of you
Well I find it hard to breathe
Cause now I know the truth

So what good would fingers be
If it weren’t for diamond rings?
Now I know you’re leaving me
And I know that I’m no king

And you said you wanted a better life
And you will tell me oh what you find
And then I stay the whole night through
And I turn from sad to blue
Yeah I’m choking after you
Miss, I’m choking now, do you?

(Go ahead now, tell them all about it)

So what good would fingers be
If it weren’t for diamond rings?
Now I know you’re leaving me
And I know that I’m no king

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Hey, That’s No Way To Say Goodbye – Leonard Cohen

March 16, 2009

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it’s come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye.

I’m not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it’s just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,
but let’s not talk of love or chains and things we can’t untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye.

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let’s not talk of love or chains and things we can’t untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye.

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Road to Joy – Bright Eyes

March 16, 2009

The sun came up with no conclusions
Flowers sleeping in their beds
The city cemetery’s humming
I’m wide awake, it’s morning

I have my drugs, I have my woman
They keep away my loneliness
My parents, they have their religions
But sleep in seperate houses

I read the body count out of the paper
And now it’s written all over my face
No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
Sometimes that’s just the most comfortable place

So I’m drinking, breathing, writing, singing
Every day I’m on the clock
My mind races with all my longings
But can’t keep up with what I got

I hope I don’t sound too ungratefull
Well, history gave modern man
A telephone to talk to strangers
Machine guns and a camera lens

So when you’re asked to fight a war that’s over nothing
It’s best to join the side that’s going to win
No one’s sure how all of this got started
But we’re going to make them ***damn certain how it’s gonna end
Oh yeah we will, oh yeah, we will!

I could have been a famous singer
If I had someone else’s voice
But failure’s always sounded better
Let’s **** it up boys, make some noise!

N.B.
This gives me chills. One day I want to be able say “I’m wide awake, it’s morning.”

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Things Ain’t Like They Used To Be – The Black Keys

March 15, 2009

Went around the way for you
Did all the things you asked me to
I thought it was the perfect day
To see just open love to say

It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
And it’s about time you see
Things ain’t like they used to be

I headed out to Lester Hill
But that just made me weaker still
She’s got the kind of love I need
The kind that’s never good on me

It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
And it’s about time you see
That things ain’t like they used to be

Walked into the battle blind
It happens almost all the time
The yard is kinda overgrown
And all those happy times are gone

But it doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
And it’s about time you see
That things ain’t like they used to be

It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
And it’s about time you see
Things ain’t like they used to be

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Ribbons Round My Tongue – Two Gallants

March 14, 2009

Oh lady fair,
Your strangling hair
Ribbons around my tongue.
I try to speak.
My thoughts grow weak
From all the yarns you’ve spun.
I heard them say that evil may
Walk in beauty’s shoes.

Well, if ever I could love myself
Then I’ll stop loving you.

Were you out the other night
Flirting with all my friends?
I heard you told a joke or two
With my name at the end.
come ’round home, I’m all alone,
Tell me that just ain’t true.

Well if ever I could love myself
then I’ll stop loving you.

When you’re gone, I’ll carry on,
It’s never meant to last.
I’d much prefer to sit alone
And dream about the past.
So I say “Some how, some way”
Till I believe it’s true.

And, if ever I could love myself
then I’ll stop loving you.

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Advice For Young Mothers To Be – The Veils

March 11, 2009

She found the world embedded in the snow
It’s too bad the rest have made it all their own
There’s got to be a better way somehow that I don’t know
Wish I could find the words and heal my baby

She made a crib with blankets from the floor
Painted the bluest color on the walls
I don’t want to know the time I don’t care about that at all
Nobody knows the way to heaven baby

No, this can’t go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me

So here it is your heart is out in the cold
The friends who care still call you on the phone
The vicar said it’s wrong but Hey what does he know
He said its wrong but that the Lord forgave me

Well I don’t want his pity and your scorn
Boy why you preaching no-one is listening anymore
That old life of yours sickens me
Directed me on an eternal call
No man alive has earned the right to save me

No, this can’t go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me

No, this can’t go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me

Now here I am, I’m pushing 24
I’ve got a house and a little terrace on the lawn
My baby is grown and I’m as happy as a fawn
Now only the beauty of the world delays me

No, this can’t go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me

No, this crown of thorns
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me

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Lately I’ve Let Things Slide – Nick Lowe

March 11, 2009

With a growing sense of dread
And a hammer in my head
Fully clothed upon the bed
I wake up to the world
That lately I’ve been living in

There’s a cut upon my brow
Must have banged myself somehow
But I can’t remember now
And the front door’s open wide
Lately I’ve let things slide

I go to the bin
I throw the laundry in
And pick out the cleanest shirt
Then I tell myself again
I don’t really hurt

Smoking I once quit
Now I got one lit
I just fell back into it
Along with my pride
Lately I’ve let things slide

I go to the bin
I throw the laundry in
Dig out the cleanest shirt
When all at once I’m seized again
By exquisite hurt

That untouched take-away
I brought home the other day
Has quite a lot to say, the evidence is clear
On every side piled high and wide
About how lately I’ve let things slide

I’m just about holding on
But lately I’ve let things slide

Great, Great Song!! All-Time Top 5!

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When The Curious Girl Realizes She’s Under Glass – Bright Eyes

March 9, 2009

Tomorrow when I wake up I’m finding my brother
and making him take me back down to the water.
That lake where we sailed and laughed with our father.
I will not desert him. I will not desert him.

No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean
or these trees to undress all their leaves onto me.
I put my face in the dirt and then finally I see
the sky that has been avoiding me.

I started this letter I’m going to send it to Ruba.
It will be blessed by her eyes on the gulf coast of Florida.
With her feet in the sand and one hand on her swimsuit,
she will recite the prayer of my pen.

Saying, time take us forward. Relief from this longing,
they can land that plane on my heart I don’t care
just give me November, the warmth of a whisper
in the freezing darkness of my room.

But no matter what I would do in an attempt
to replace all the pills that I take trying to balance my brain.
I have seen the curious girl with that look on her face.
So surprised she stares out from her display case.

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True Blue – Bright Eyes

February 24, 2009

I am a blueblood, I will admit that
I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat
Live in a blue house on a blue street
In a blue town by a blue creek
I write my blue songs with my blue pen
I sing the blue notes to my blue friends
Now I don’t know that much about you
But I like you, because you’re true blue

I had a blue dream about a blue star
In it I drove there in my blue car
And when I got there, I met a blue dog
With a blue tongue, we had some real fun

We bounced a blue ball, it broke a blue glass
We banged on blue drums and called it bluegrass
Guess the thing I’m trying to tell you that
It is best, kid, if you’re true blue

Once I had gangrene, I had it real bad
And so the Doc came with his black bag
I said, “You know Doc, I don’t feel swell
If you had a blue bag, I think I’d get well”

So he came right back with a blue sack
He said, “will this do?”
I said, “why not, yeah”
That is how I am here today to tell you
That it is best man, to be true blue

Out on a blue sea, I sailed a blue ship
I had a first mate, always had blue lips
His name was Bluebeard, he had a weird twitch
We flew a blue flag up on a big stick

And we ate bluegill, and we ate blue chips
Oh, I felt real blue, eating that blue fish
Because there ain’t much, that I won’t do
Unless it keeps me from being true blue

Once in a blue moon there is a blue sky
I wear my blue jeans and fly my blue kite
It hangs like a bluebird until the wind dies
And then the tears pour out of my blue eyes

If it is your birthday, we’ll bake a blue cake
And the we’ll eat it off these blue plates
Because kid, I don’t know much about you
But I like you because you’re true blue

Yeah I don’t know much about you
But I like you cause you’re true blue!

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Lucky Old Sun – Bob Dylan & Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers

February 13, 2009

Up in the morning. Out on the job,
I work like the devil for my pay.
But that lucky old sun has got nothing to do
but roll around heaven all day.

Fuss with my woman and toil for my kids.
Sweat till I’m wrinkled and gray.
But that lucky old sun has got nothing to do
but roll around heaven all day.

Oh Lord above can’t you hear me crying?
Tears running down my eyes.
Send down the cloud with the silver lining,
Take me to Paradise.

Show me that river. Take me across.
Wash all my troubles away.
Like that lucky old sun that’s got nothing to do
but roll around heaven all day.

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The Street of Dreams – Axl Rose

December 13, 2008

All the love in the world
Couldn’t save you
All the innocence inside
You know I tried so hard to make you
Oh, to make you change your mind

And it hurts too much to see you
And how you left yourself behind
You know I wouldn’t want to be you
Now there’s a hell I can’t describe

So now I wander through my days
And try to find my ways
To the feelings that I felt
I saved for you and no one else
And though as long as this road seems
I know it’s called the street of dreams
But that’s not stardust on my feet
It leaves a taste that’s bittersweet
That’s called the blues

I don’t know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
Though it’s what you planned
This much is true
What I thought was beautiful
Don’t live inside of you
Anymore

I don’t know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
Though it’s what you planned
This much is true
What I thought was beautiful
Don’t live inside of you
Anymore

What this means to me
Is more than I know you believe
What I thought of you now
Has cost more that it should for me

What I thought was true before
Were lies I couldn’t see
What I thought was beautiful
Is only memories

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