Interpol: The Undoing

I was on my way
I was on my way to tell you it's no good
I was on my way
Chasing my damage

I was chased, thrilled and altered
Chasing my damage
Because I was chased, thrilled and altered
And it raised me

Suele tener
Me suelto
Me suelto en el deshacer
Al puro perder el ganar no compara

I always thought you had great style
And style was worthwhile
Because I was
I was on my way
Sobreviviré

Chasing my damage
I was chased, thrilled and altered
And it raised me
Chasing my damage
Because I was chased, thrilled and altered
And it raised me

Suele tener
Me suelto
Me suelto en el deshacer
Al puro perder el ganar no compara

Please please the place we're in now
Please
(All night long)
Please please the place we're in now
Please
(All night long)
Please please the place we're in now
Please
Please please the place we're in now
Please

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

Bon Iver: For Emma

Bon Iver: Skinny Love
Album: For Emma, Forever Ago
(download: 6.2mg - mp3)

Bon Iver: For Emma
Album: For Emma, Forever Ago
(download: 6.2mg - mp3)

Skinny Love

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And in the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
And I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassieres
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now all your love is wasted
And then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

For Emma

Narrator:
(So apropos:
Saw death on a sunny snow)

Him:
"For every life..."

Her:
"Forego the parable."

Him:
"Seek the light."

Her:
"...My knees are cold."

(Running home, running home, running home, running home...)

Her:
"Go find another lover;
To bring a... to string along!"

"With all your lies,
You're still very lovable."

"I toured the light; so many foreign roads for Emma, forever ago."

Blue October: X-Amount of Words

Blue October: X-Amount of Words
Album: Foiled
(download: 5.1mg - mp3)

Blue October: X-Amount of Words (Live)
Album: Foiled for the Last Time
(download: 9mg - mp3)

Relapse
Prevent trigger intent
Now drown
High strung
Say X amount of words

You're solar, bipolar
Panic disorder
Seems harder and harder and harder
Still you try to control it

You mold, you mold
Yeah you shape to mold
Oh you're bold you're bold
But your shape is bold

You're a symptom superficial
To what they call knowing you
Minus the speed,
Could you imagine the phobia?

Your brain is faulty wiring
the reason for tiring
Keep treating the curse,
Imagine the worst
Systematic, sympathetic
Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic
Your heart is prosthetic

A plate of quite peculiar
On a dish of my own
A tablespoon of feather
tickle me to the bone
Give me recipes for happy
with the chemicals gone
Drinking freedom from a bottle
to the tune of belong

I'm sick of shaking
never waking
from the hell I achieve
I never knew you till you left me
with the crying disease

Another curing, reassuring
way to buckle the knees
So mistreated, I repeated
Never blessing your sneeze

Now deleted and defeated
I will stand on my own
Yeah your memory that punches me
has broken the bone

Give me recipes for sorry
I'm admitting I'm wrong
Still your memory that punches me
has broken the bone

Nouvelle Vague: Fade To Grey

One man on a lonely platform
One case sitting by his side
Two eyes staring cold and silent
Shows fear as he turns to hide

Ah, ah, we fade to grey
Ah, ah, we fade to grey

Feel the rain like an English summer
Hear the notes from a distant song
(Un homme dans une gare desolee
Une valise a ses cotes
Deux yeux fixes et froids
Montrent de la peur lorsqu'il
Se tourne pour se cacher)

Stepping out from a backdrop poster
Wishing life wouldn't be so dull

(Sent la pluie comme un ete anglais
Comme les notes d'une chanson lontaine
Sortant de derriere d'un poster
Esperant que la vie ne fut si longue)

Ah, ah, we fade to grey
Ah, ah, we fade to grey