Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Neutral Milk Hotel: Oh Comely



Lyrics:

Oh comely I will be with you when you lose your
breath chasing the only meaningful memory you
thought you had left with some pretty bright and
bubbly terrible scene that was doing her thing on
your chest but oh comely it isn't as pretty as
you'd like to guess
in your memory you're drunk on your awe to me
it doesn't mean anything at all
oh comely all of your friends are letting you blow
bristling and ugly bursting with fruits falling out
from the holes of some pretty bright and bubbly
friend you could need to say comforting things in
your ear but oh comely there isn't such one
friend that you could find here standing next to
me he's only my enemy I'll crush him with
everything I own
say what you want to say and hang for your
hollow ways moving your mouth to pull out all
your miracle for me
your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies
while you and your mother were asleep in the
trailer park thunderous sparks from the dark of
the stadiums the music and medicine you
needed for comforting so make all your fat fleshy
fingers to moving and pluck all your silly strings
and bend all your notes for me soft silly music is
meaningful magical the movements were
beautiful all in your ovaries all of them milking
with green fleshy flowers while powerful pistons
were sugary sweet machines smelling of semen
all under the garden was all you were needing
when you still believed in me
say what you want to say and hang for your
hollow ways moving your mouth to pull out all
your miracle for me
and I know they buried her body with others her
sister and mother and 500 families and will she
remember me 50 years later I wished I could
save her in some sort of time machine know all
your enemies we know who are enemies are
know all your enemies we know who our
enemies are
Goldaline my dear we will fold and freeze
together far away from here there is sun and
spring and green forever but now we move to
feel for ourselves inside some stranger's stomach
place your body here let your skin begin to blend
itself with mine

The Arcade Fire: Neighborhood #4 (7 Kettles)



Lyrics:

I am waitin' 'til I don't know when,
cause I'm sure it's gonna happen then.
Time keeps creepin' through the neighborhood,
killing old folks, wakin' up babies
just like we knew it would.

All the neighbors are startin' up a fire,
burning all the old folks the witches and the liars.
My eyes are covered by the hands of my unborn kids,
but my heart keeps watchin'
through the skin of my eyelids.

They say a watched pot won't ever boil,
well I closed my eyes and nothin' changed,
just some water getting hotter in the flames.

It's not a lover I want no more,
and it's not heaven I'm pining for,
but there's some spirit I used to know,
that's been drowned out by the radio!

They say a watched pot won't ever boil,
you can't raise a baby on motor oil,
just like a seed down in the soil
you gotta give it time.

Stars: Your Ex-Lover Is Dead



Lyrics:


[When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire]

God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before'
In that instant it started to pour,
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across point champlain
And all of the time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name…

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
Now you're outside me
You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard
I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love…

Live through this, and you won't look back…
Live through this, and you won't look back…
Live through this, and you won't look back…

There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to say

I'm not sorry there's nothing to say...


-- Song recommended by Soie

Monday, November 13, 2006

Yann Tiersen: Summer 78



Lyrics:

Where are you now
Can't you see me
Where are you now
Can't you hear me

Falling, trying
Searching, losing
Searching, losing

Where is this land
We've built for us
Where are these streets
We've built for us

When I am laid
In Earth
In Earth
Can't you be here
Near me
Near me

When I am laid
In Earth
In Earth
Can't you hold me
Can't you hold me

Please ...

-- Song recommended by Surfame

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