Showing posts with label chill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chill. Show all posts

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Andrew Bird: Eyeoneye


Go ahead and congratulate yourself
Give yourself a hand,
A hand is yours
In the harden hours, and so
And here it heals itself, it's too much
And you're getting too close
You're getting too close
You're getting to close to your soul

You've done the impossible now
Took yourself apart
Made yourself invulnerable
No one can break your heart
So you break it yourself

Bringing your own, break it yourself
Bringing your own, break it yourself
Bringing your own, but break it yourself
Bringing your own, but break it yourself
Bringing your own,

Go ahead and re-eyeoneye yourself
Give yourself a hand,
A hand is yours
And you go ahead and bring it all
Go ahead and stretch it all
Go ahead and read inside

Dare to protest it makes this
Boy and girl, two eyes
Too rigid, all the sadness
A hundred stories high

And you re-eyeoneyeze
And it's eyeoneyeze-eyeoneyeze-eyeoneyeze
All this time it took to realize
That you could use some help

Bringing your heart, breaking the shell
Bringing your heart, breaking the shell
Bringing your heart, but break it yourself
Bringing your heart, but break it yourself

Give yourself a hand, a hand is yours
Go ahead and wear it out
And you go ahead and stretch it out
And you go ahead and wear it inside out
And it's eyeoneye-oneye-oneye
And it's eyeoneye-oneye-oneye

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Lily Allen: Not Fair


Oh, he treats me with respect, he says he loves me all the time
He calls me fifteen times a day, he likes to make sure that I'm fine
You know I've never met a man who's made me feel quite so secure
He's not like all them other boys, they're all so dumb and immature

There's just one thing that's getting in the way
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over

It's not fair and I think you're really mean
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean
Oh, you're suppose to care
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream

Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay
It's really not okay, it's really not okay
Oh, you're supposed to care
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is take

Oh, I lie here in the wet patch in the middle of the bed
I'm feeling pretty damn hard done by, I spent ages giving head
Then I remember all the nice things that you ever said to me
Maybe I'm just overreacting, maybe you're the one for me

There's just one thing that's getting in the way
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over

It's not fair and I think you're really mean
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean
Oh, you're supposed to care
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream

Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay
It's really not okay, it's really not okay
Oh, you're supposed to care
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is take

There's just one thing that's getting in the way
When we go up to bed, you're just no good, it's such a shame
I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you
And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over

It's not fair and I think you're really mean
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean
Oh, you're supposed to care
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream

Oh, it's not fair and it's really not okay
It's really not okay, it's really not okay
Oh, you're supposed to care
But all you do is take, yeah, all you do is ta

Friday, September 6, 2013

Grimes: Genesis

(My heart will never feel
Will never know

Oh, heart
And then it falls
And then I fall
And then I know)

My heart will never feel
Will never see
Will never know

Oh, heart
And then it falls
And then I fall
And then I know

My heart will never feel
Will never see
Will never know

Oh, heart
And then it falls
And then it falls
And then I know

(My, my, my)

Everything, everything

(My, my, my)

(My heart)

Holding on
I am a vagabond
It’s always different
I am the one who falls

My heart will never be
Will never see
Will never know

Oh, heart
And then it falls
And then it falls
And then I know

Holding on
I am a vagabond
It’s always different
I am the one who falls

Holding on
I am a vagabond
It’s always different
I am the one that loves

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Beach House: Myth


Drifting in and out
You see the road you're on
It came rolling down your cheek
You say just what you mean
And in between it's never as it seems

Help me to name it
Help me to name it

If you built yourself a myth
You'd know just what to give
What comes after this
Momentary bliss
The consequence of what you do to me

Help me to name it
Help me to name it

Found yourself in a new direction
Arrows falling from the sun
Canyon calling would they come to greet you
Let you know you're not the only one

Can't keep hanging on
To what is dead and gone
If you built yourself a myth
You'd know just what to give
Materialize
Or let the ashes fly

Help me to name it
Help me to name it

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Andrew Bird: Near Death Experiment

You used to be like toffee,
Between the kitten's teeth -
You used to build arid shelters out of sticks and leaves and
spend the whole day underneath.

You used to be like copper -
Pliable but strong,
You used to smile and nod, say "you're right," be polite,
When you know that everybody's wrong.

So you dare the plane to crash,
redeem the miles for cash when it starts to dive
And we'll dance like cancer survivors -
like we're grateful simply to be alive.

Dare the plane to crash,
redeem the miles for cash
And we'll dance like cancer survivors -
like your prognosis was that you should've died.

No, there's nothing wrong; there's nothing wrong when it starts to down
And we'll dance like cancer survivors -
like we're grateful simply to be alive

No, there's nothing wrong; there's nothing wrong when it starts to down
And we'll dance like cancer survivors

Monday, June 27, 2011

Bob Dylan: Tell Me

Tell me, I've got to know.
Tell me, tell me before I go.
Does that flame still burn? Does that fire still glow?
Or has it died out and melted like the snow.
Tell me.
Tell me.

Tell me, what are you focused upon?
Tell me what I'll know better when you're gone.
Tell me quick with a glance on the side.
Shall I hold you close?
Or Shall I let you go by?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
Can you feel the heat and the beat of my pulse?
Do you have any secrets that will come out in time?
Do you lie in bed and stare at the stars?
Is your main friend an acquaintance of ours?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Tell me, do those neon lights blind your eyes?
Tell me, behind what door your treasure lies.
Ever gone broke in a big way?
Ever gone the opposite of what the experts say?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Is it some kind of game that you're playin' with me.
Am I imagining something that never can be?
Do you have any morals?
Do you have any point of view?
Do you long to ride on that old ship of Zion?
What means more to you, a lap dog or a dead lion?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Tell me, is my name in your book?
Tell me, should I come back and take another look?
Tell me the truth, tell me no lies.
Are you someone, anyone?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Katie Melua: I'd Love To Kill You - A Moment of Madness

I'd love to kill you with a kiss
I'd like to strike you down with bliss
I'd like to tie you up in knots
Until your heart stops

I'd love to kill you with a glance
I'd like to put you in a trance
I'd like to drug you with my scent
And use you in the moment

I'd love to kill you while you eat
The pleasure would taste so sweet
I'd like to open up your skin
And wander there within

I'd love to kill you by a stream
When no one can hear my baby scream
And then I'd run away and be free
The sweetest victory

I love to watch you in your sleep
Cause you don't have power over me
And when you're awake I'm undone
Under your spell - in hell

-----------------------------------------

A moment of madness
It's happened before
It could turn into sadness or a civil war
You've got me changing all i ever thought

When you first got so mad lost your rag
Trying to save some trees
Angry cries, saw your thighs
And I fell to my knees
Oh my God what is it?
It's a moment of madness

When we drank too much beer
Lost our fear
Our defences were down
you got up tried your luck
Bought a dubious round
It can be hard to resist
It's a moment of madness

A promise of passion
A trailer of sin
A smiling assassin
The demon within Endorphins are raging
Resistance is thin

And you're blowing my mind
'Cause I find that your theories of life
Are insane, feed my brain
I could listen all night
I can't leave till we kiss
It's a moment of madness


And I just wanna stare at your hair
And imagine you opening your door
In your drawer there's some leather in there
I refuse, you persist
It's a moment of madness

You know I'm not asking a lot
Only your life
I don't want to get what I want
But I'm gonna ask you to stop But I'm full of lies

When you first got so mad lost your rag
Trying to save some trees
Angry cries, saw your thighs
And I fell to my knees
Oh my God what is it?
It's a moment of madness

And I just wanna stare at your hair
And imagine you opening you door
In your drawer there's some leather in there
I refusen you persist
It's a moment of madness

Friday, January 28, 2011

Via Tania: Wonder Stranger

Mylène Farmer: Diabolique Mon Ange

Repos tranquille
Heure inutile
Dans cette chambre
La main qui tremble

Ne reste que les rêves
Etonnante chimére
Qui garde son empreinte
A fuit dans son étreinte

Allons ailleurs si tu veux
Conduis moi où tu es mieux
Et plus jamais la même
Le vent fait sourde oreille

Flik flak
Diabolique est mon ange
Tic tac
Plus rien ne nous dérange
La claque
Bien contre lui et tangue
Tic tac
On s'est aimé à s'y méprendre
Flik flak
Diabolique est mon ange
Tic tac
Plus rien ne me dérange
La claque
Suis contre lui et tangue
Et là
S'agenouiller et puis s'éprendre

Vent j'ai souhaité ta mort
Temps j'ai maudit ton corps
Et plus jamais la même
A tout jamais de celles
Qui entrouvrent fenêtre
Qui parlent et puis se jettent

Flik flak
Diabolique est mon ange
Tic tac
Plus rien ne nous dérange
La claque
Bien contre lui et tangue
Tic tac
On s'est aimé à s'y méprendre
Flik flak
Diabolique est mon ange
Tic tac
Plus rien ne me dérange
La claque
Suis contre lui et tangue
Et là
S'agenouiller et puis s'éprendre

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Beach House: Used To Be




You are coming home
Are you still alone
Are you not the same as you used to be
As the sound grows high
Did you save your tie
Does each day just feel like another life
Now you know
Is it just for show
Just a foolish game that you hide behind
Dont forget the nights
When it all felt right
Are you not the same as you used to be
Used to be

In a landless night
Did you feel the fright
Of the age that wasnt
Could never be
So we hold it close
When we feel the most
Like a love that we could not leave behind
We turn the wheel
To which way we feel
Till our thoughts drift
I can not find you there
Don't forget the nights when it all felt right
Are you not the same as you used to be
Used to be

Even if i try so hard
Would we still be coming to an end
Even if we spoke the same words
Would we still turn each phrase
Even if its simple rock stars
We were given pieces of the heart
And when there is nothing left to pretend
We will know its coming to an end

Even if we try so hard
We were given pieces of our heart
Its always good to see you again
Even if its coming to an end

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Rainbow: The Temple Of The King



One day, in the year of the fox
Came a time remembered well,
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Heard the tolling of the great black bell.
One day in the year of the fox,
When the bell began to ring,
It meant the time had come for one to go
To the temple of the king.

There in the middle of the circle he stands,
Searching, seeking.
With just one touch of his trembling hand,
The answer will be found.
Daylight waits while the old man sings,
Heaven help me!
And then like the rush of a thousand wings,
It shines upon the one.
And the day has just begun.

One day in the year of the fox
Came a time remembered well,
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Heard the tolling of the great black bell.
One day in the year of the fox,
When the bell began to sing
It meant the time had come for the one to go
To the temple of the king.

There in the middle of the people he stands,
Seeing, feeling.
With just a wave of the strong right hand, he's gone
To the temple of the king.

Far from the circle, at the edge of the world,
He's hoping, wondering.
Thinking back on the stories he's heard of
What he's going to see.
There, in the middle of a circle it lies.
Heaven help me!
Then all could see by the shine in his eyes
The answer had been found.

Back with the people in the circle he stands,
Giving, feeling.
With just one touch of a strong right hand, they know
Of the temple and the king.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Matthew Herbert ft. Mara Carlyle: Nice Dream



Matthew Herbert ft. Mara Carlyle: Nice Dream
Album: Exit Music - Songs With Radio Heads
Radiohead Cover(download: 8.8mg - mp3)


They love me like I was a brother
They protect me, listen to me
They dug me my very own garden
Gave me sunshine, made me happy

nice dream, nice dream
nice dream

I call up my friend the good angel
But she's out with her ansaphone
She says that she'd love to come help but
The sea would electrocute us all

nice dream, nice dream
nice dream, nice dream
nice dream, nice dream.

nice dream (if you think that you're strong enough)
nice dream (if you think you belong enough)
nice dream (if you think that you're strong enough)
nice dream (if you think you belong enough)

(Now come home, now come home)
(Now come home, now come home)

nice dream, nice dream
nice dream, nice dream

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Jack Penate: Tonight's Today



I'm in a haze
an in between stage
Cos I'm not awake
but walk in a state
Of ghostly charm
a deadly calm
And my filthy palms
Reach for the harms

Today's tonight tonight's today today's tonight (2x)
Tonight's today today's tonight tonight's today
Everyday everyday everyday

Tonight just became this morning
The sun's waves at the moon
The thought has just started dawning
That there's still so much more that I can do
I shuffle into the sunlight
A zombie roaming on the day
She look's at me and says "What a sight"
A passing woman says

Today's tonight tonight's today today's tonight (2x)
Tonight's today today's tonight tonight's today

Every nights the same
I'm ringing church bells ,church bells,
I'm ringing church bells
I'm ringing church bells ,church bells,
I'm ringing church bells
I'm ringing bells

Today's tonight tonight's today today's tonight (2x)
Tonight's today today's tonight tonight's today
Everyday everyday

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Loney Dear: Airport Surroundings



Last Night I took my bike to the airport surroundings, I got caught by the lights, they were trembling in blue. And my skin was cool and my heart sang, and when I said to myself that I will never go down. When I got lost the last time, I wasn't feeling at all. I wasn't feeling at all. I wasn't doing no good. I had a hole in my heart. I had no blood to my head. Yes I was going so low that I was gonna give up.

And you, you were all that I wanted you were all that I wanted

I took the fastest way down when I surrendered this time, I wasn't feeling no good I took the easy way out. The last pain got away when I gave up myself, I bought a ticket to hell when I met up with you. I wasn't doing no good. I had no work to be done, and the money I earned wouldn't end up too soon. So I had the time to do wrong, I had the time to go on. I've got a hole in my head and a hole in my heart.

And you, you were all that I wanted. You were all that I wanted.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Destroyer: It's Gonna Take an Airplane




Destroyer: It's Gonna Take an Airplane
Album: Your Blues
(download: 5.4mg - mp3)

It's gonna take an airplane
To get me off the ground.
I don't blame anyone who isn't sticking around,
Cause when you stick around (when you stick around!)
People like to put things in the ground.
Now, in my
Evil empire I
Am going to be a star in the night sky
Above. "So you think this is love?"
Yes, I guess so,
At least something to make it from...

Dressed like a dream dreamt by Lula magazine,
Baby you were born to be seen.
And art's just the start!
Now step inside the Widowmaker
And listen to your heart!
Always 'the play', never 'the thing'...

(Submarines don't mind spending their time in the ocean...)

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Iron & Wine: Wolves (Song Of The Shepherd's Dog)



Wolves by the road and a bike wheel spinning on a pawnshop wall
She’ll wring out her colored hair like a butterfly beaten in a summer rainfall
And then roll on the kitchen floor of some fucker with a pocketful of foreign change
The song of the shepherd’s dog,
A ditch in the dark in the ear of the lamb who’s going to try to run away
Whoever got that brave?

Wolves in the middle of town and a chapel bell ringing through the windblown trees
She’ll wave to the butcher’s boy with the parking lot music everybody believes
And then dive like a dying bird at any dude with a dollar at the penny arcade
The song of the shepherd’s dog,
The waiter and the check or the rooster on a rooftop waiting for day
And you know what he’s going to say

Wolves at the end of the bed and a postcard hidden in her winter clothes
She’ll weep in the back of a truck to the traitors only trying to find her bullet hole
and then run down a canopy road to some mother and a baby with a cross to bear

The song of the shepherd’s dog
a little brown flea in the bottle of oil
for your wooly wild hair,
you’ll never get him out of there

Real Tuesday Weld: It's Wonderful Li(f)e



When you're drunk and your money's spent,
I'll drive you home and I'll pay your rent,
and say you're beautiful when you're not beautiful.

And when you're sick you know I'll change your sheets,
I'll bring you drugs, sing you to sleep,
pray for miracles when you don't believe in miracles.

And all we ever need to do is to see the world the way dreamers do.
And I'd say "Never say die,"
And you'd say "It's a wonderful life"

When you grow up,
I hope you find your way,
'Cos everyone seems lost these days
I'll try to help, though I'm adrift myself.
But if I can't save you when the darkness comes,
Or prove love greater than the glum.
I'll try to pretend right up to the end.

Though all we ever need to do is to see the world the way dreamers do.
And I'd say "Never say die,"
And you'd say "It's a wonderful life."
But you know, that's a wonderful lie.

I wrote this song long before the war,
With no idea who it was for.
But now it's done.
I'm sure theres someone it was meant for.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Nouvelle Vague: Psyche



You're alone in the pack
You're feeling like you want to go home
You're feeling unfinished but you keep on going

The reason is there
You'll be falling 'til your feet are gone
Because your living a hoax
Sell us what you suss

Draw your brain, a sick inspiration
Your pill illusion
And then you follow a transfer
If you don't know the game
Then you're still part of it
Because out on the streets
It's strange

Dodge the bullet or carry the gun
The choice is yours

Yeah! Yeah!

Look at the controller
A nazi with a social degree
A middle-class hero
Rapist with your eyes on me
You pay some masturbation
A priest cheers for the nuns you fuck
You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance
But Jesus, Jesus
Jesus wouldn't like it, no
Jesus wouldn't like it, no

Friday, February 19, 2010

Vampire Weekend: Horchata



In December, drinking horchata
I'd look psychotic in a balaclava
Winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals

In December, drinking horchata
Look down your glasses at that aranciata
With lips and teeth to ask how my day went
Boots and fists to pound on the pavement

Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on

You'd remember drinking horchata
You'd still enjoy it with your foot on masada

Winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals

Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Oh you had it but oh no you lost it
Looking back you shouldn't have fought it

In December, drinking horchata
I'd look psychotic in a balaclava

But winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals
Years go by and hearts start to harden
Those palms and firs that grew in your garden
Are falling down and nearing the rosebeds
The roots are shooting up through the tool shed
Those lips and teeth that asked how my day went
Are shouting up through cracks in the pavement

Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Oh you had it but oh no you lost it
You understood so you shouldn't have fought it.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Okkervil River: Starry Stairs



They ask for more
What do you think this fan club is for?
I slithered up each rose corridor
I kept a warm, safe place at my core
Before I lost it

They ask for blood
What do you think this woman's made of?
I stuck a small, thin pin in my thumb
They dreamt a low, long line to be crossed
And I crossed it

I'm alive
But a different kind of alive
Than the way I used to be

I retire to a split, white smile to be seen
In some old stag magazine
And this girl's eyes, when they were roughly wrenched open
I could see a starry stair up your thigh
You hid behind your hair
Oh, but I saw you smiling
While all these guys, all these curious sets of eyes
Safe behind a tv screen
I let them pry, pick apart and hang up to dry almost every piece of me

If you don't love me, I'm sorry

Oh, what a trip
Oh, what a shimmering silver ship
Oh, what a hot half-life I half lived
Oh, and the stripes and stars, how they stripped off the siding
When my life ripped
Off from the part that played as a kid
Into the part that plays through your lips
To find a warm, safe place and sit curled up inside it

So, here's goodbye
From the part that's staying behind
To the part that has to leave
To the sublime lips that were never spoiled by lying
But to the face inside the being
Who wasn't me
Who wasn't me
Oh, no, no
She's not me
Oh, oh

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