What lyrics are you listening to now?

[rollinder]

ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh

Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.

Set sail from sense, bring all her young.
Set sail from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.

A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.

Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.

ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh

We sailed from sense, brought all our young.
We sailed from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.

A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.

Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand

ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh
ooooooo ahhhh

 

[tufty79]

just a small bit of current:

Within the world of modern pop music, a world that deals ostensibly with the Love Song, but in actuality does little more that hurl dollops of warm, custard-coloured baby-vomit down the air waves, true sorrow is not welcome. But occasionally a song comes along that hides behind its disposable, plastic beat a love lyric of truly devastating proportions. "Better The Devil You Know" written by hitmakers Stock, Altkin and Waterman and sung by the Australian pop sensation Kylie Minogue is such a song. The disguising of the terror of Love in a piece of mindless, innocuous pop music is an intriguing concept. "Better The Devil You Know" is one of pop music's most violent and distressing love lyrics.

Say you wont leave me no more
I`ll take you back again
No more excuses, no no
Cause I´ve heard them all before
A hundred times or more
I´ll forgive and forget

If you say you´ll never go
Cause it's true what they say
Better the devil you know
I know, I think I know the score
You say you love me, O boy
I can´t ask for more
I´ll come if you should call

When Kylie Minogue sings these words there is an innocence to her voice that makes the horror of this chilling lyric all the more compelling. The idea presented within this song, dark and sinister and sad - that all love relationships are by nature abusive and that his abuse, be it physical or psychological, is welcomed and encouraged, shows how even the most innocuous of love songs has the potential to hide terrible human truths. Like Prometheus chained to his rock, so that the eagle can eat his liver each night, Kylie becomes love's sacrificial lamb bleating an earnest invitation to the drooling, ravenous wolf that he may devour her time and time again, all to a groovy techno beat. "I´ll take you back. I´ll take you back again". Indeed. Here the Love Songs becomes a vehicle for a harrowing portrait of humanity not dissimilar to that of the Old Testament Psalms. Both are messages to God that cry out into the yawning void, in anguish and self-loathing, for deliverance.


i heart nick cave

 

[Orang Utan]

then don't read it

Nobody does - they just post unattributed lyrics on it - a complete waste of time

 

[Iam]

Nobody does - they just post unattributed lyrics on it - a complete waste of time

Worthwhile now just to bug you, obviously, then.

 

[zenie]

Shock!
I got a new life
You would hardly recognize me
Im so glad
How can a person like me care for you
Why do I bother
When youre not the one for me
Is enough enough

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong
But where do you belong

Under the pale moon
For so many years Ive wondered
Who you are
How can a person like you bring me joy
Under the pale moon
Where I see a lot of stars
Is enough enough

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong

But where do you belong
I saw the sign and it opened up my mind
And I am happy now
Living without you
Ive left you all alone
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign

 

[Final]

Empty and sweating
Head lying in your hands
Shaking in the corner
Done too much alcohol
Gotta get away from it all
cause it feels my blood is freezing
My self insanity has taken its toll
Frustration has taken its control

Now Im far from home
Spending time alone
Its time to set my demons free
Been put to the test
My mind laid to rest
Im on a psycho holiday

Shot down on sight
You are the target of attention
One woman here another there
You cant please all the people all the time
Cant tell the strangers
From the friends you know
Frustration has taken its control

Now youre far from home
Spending time alone
Its time to set your demons free
Been put through the test
Your mind laid to rest
Youre on a psycho holiday

Im strapped in for life
Is this where I lived
Or where I died
You want my money
You take my space
My mind is telling me
To leave this place
My self insanity has taken its toll
Frustration has taken its control

Now youre far from home
Spending time alone
Its time to set your demons free
Been put through the test
Your mind laid to rest
Youre on a psycho holiday

 

[118118]

Face down where the ancient soil meets the discarded flesh, the great stench of all that is rotten, and forgotten, the unburied clamber into what you were, feasting on the joy that is stolen forever, alchemy of disgust and hatred, the unceremonious, the smell of all final moments at once, embedded in the great beasts flesh, the carrier of the tormented, the final journey through the impossible, a silence so vast, that deafens with its roaring certainty, to the unnamed places, guarded by the ancient carrion and their minions of vomit and pestilence.

 

[118118]

take your hand
We walk towards where the roses once grew

I lie back in the grass and dream of how it once was
The rubbishstrewn streets
Riperising smell of gutters and rain
The children abandoned
Mother recalls child in pool
What is that that lies? deadchilddead
I have such nightmares and you're all in all of them
It's worse than you or I can ever know

On the edge of the clouds we crouch
We smile and spit
The pool of saliva carrascates below our feet
It shifts
Children with knives begin to rise from it
They laugh and blow kisses at the moon

We think it's the rain
I see a bird move onto the table in my garden
Its beak scoops up the seeds
The green of the grass and the blue of the sky
Are immense and terrifying
Everything seems so close
So very very close
Should a storm come
Should a storm break and halo all around us
As some savage and blind god
Jerking his hands out to us
The birds drop all around us

I walk into the altar room
All the buddhas are smashed there
Avalokitesvara's hundred faces lie shattered
I have done this
I walk to the makeshift redbrick altar a hundred years ago
There is a small brass image there
I have built this
The red and black ants mill around
Unknown journeys
I take my lighter and torch them
I take my lighter and torch them
I weep, I weep
The ants scatter or writhe
I take my lighter and torch them torch them
I have done this
I am surrounded by butterflies
The chid's legs lay smashed
Please pray for him she says to me
Too late
Alas, oh so too late

I see the twinkling stars
I drop a photograph
I bend to pick it up
My heart leaps as i see your face
Stare up at me from the paper
As if still alive on this earth
When I return my eyes to the stars
They gathered
They pucker
And are blind
And are blind

So lost are we
Oh what have I become
I have become that I hate
I have become that I shall say no

The bird is dead now alas

A voice whispers to me
And says nothing nothing
There is nothing

I look to my right and see her face again
And again the world disappears

And all fall down
All fall down
All fall down I all fall down
All fall down I all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
---------
Maybe music is our friend after all

 

[Bajie]

Angel, angel, elohim,
in the sky,
fly with eagle wings

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=9zbmhNCQwt8

 

[rollinder]

It's, not, how you start, it's how you finish,
And it's, not, where you're from, it's where you're at,

Everybody gets knocked down,
Everybody gets knocked down,
How quick are you gonna' get up?
How quick are you gonna' get up?
Everybody gets knocked down,
Everybody gets knocked down,
How quick are you gonna' get up?
Just how are you gonna' get up?

Like Ali in the jungle,
Like Nelson in jail,
Like Simpson on the mountain,
With odds like that, they were bound to fail
Like Hannah in the darkness,
Like Adam's in the dark,
Like Ludwig Van, how I loved that man, well the guy went deaf and didn't give a fuck, no...

No, no, no

It's, not, where you are, It's where you're going,
Where are you going?
And it's, not, about the things you've done, it's what you're doing, now,
What are you doing, now?

Everybody gets knocked down,
Everybody gets knocked down,
How quick are you gonna' get up?
How quick are you gonna' get up, now?
Everybody gets knocked down,
Everybody gets knocked down,
How quick are you gonna' get up?
Just how are you gonna' get up?

Like Ali in the jungle,
Like Nelson in jail,
Like Simpson on the mountain,
Well with odds like that, they were bound to fail
Like Hannah in the darkness,
Like Adam's in the dark,
Like Ludwig Van, how I loved that man, well the guy went deaf and didn't give a fuck, no...

Oooh, ooh, ooh
No, no, no
Oooh, ooh, ooh
No, no, no
Oooh, ooh, ooh

It's the greatest comeback since Lazarus,
The greatest comeback since Lazarus,
It's the greatest comeback since Lazarus,
The greatest comeback since Lazarus,
It's the greatest comeback since Lazarus,
The greatest comeback since Lazarus,
The greatest comeback since Lazarus,
The greatest comeback...
It's the greatest comeback...

(Radio Commentator) This, is the most joyous scene, ever seen in the history of boxing, this is an incredible scene, the place is going wild, Muhammed Ali has won, Muhammed Ali has won, by a knockdown! By a knockdown! The thing they said was impossible, he's done!

 

[rollinder]

Do you think I am made of stone?
Cold and unfeeling
Where all the pieces of my heart
You have been stealing

I have to tell you just how I feel
Without some sugar coating
Are you so blind that you cannot see
that I am suffocating

Oh yeah

So Let me breathe
ooh Oh
I have to live

Although it hurts me to confess
I can't stop myself from thinking
Its better to jump overboard
before this ship starts sinking

Would you please give me some air?

And Let me breathe
ooh Oh
I have to live

I need to save some time for myself
and leave behind

I want to shine all the time
not just exist
Won't you please give me some air?

And Let me breathe
ooh Oh
I have to live

I need to save some time for myself
and leave behind
I want to shine all the time
not just exist

 

[Firky]

Baby, You don't love me
You don't love me yes I know
Baby, You don't love me
You don't love me yes I know
But you keep me mistreated
Now I've got no place to go

I'm gonna tell your mother
I'm gonna tell your pappa too
I'm gonna tell your mother
I'm gonna tell your pappa too
I'm gonna tell everbody
What those young girls will do to you

Goodbye now, pretty baby,
If I don't see you no more.
Goodbye now, pretty baby,
If I don't see you no more.
Well if you think I'll be your fool
Lord,you better be on your merry way.

 

[tufty79]

INDIE DISCO IN MAH FRONT ROOOOOMMMM!!!!


Life is hard and so am i
You better give me something
So I dont die
Novocaine for the soul
Before I sputter out

Life is white and I am black
Jesus and his lawyer
Are coming back
Oh my darling will you be here
Before I sputter out

Guess whos living here
With the great undead
This paint by numbers life is fucking with my head
Once again

Life is good and I feel great
cause mother says I was
A great mistake

Novovaine for the soul
You better give me something
To fill the hole
Before I sputter out (repeat)

 

[milesy]

There is something I wanted to tell you, It's so funny you'll kill yourself
laughing
But then I, I look around, And I remember that I am alone, Alone. For evermore

The tile yard all along the railings, Up a discoloured dark brown staircase
Here you'll find, despair and I, Calling to you with what's left of my heart, My
heart, For evermore

Drinking tea with the taste of the Thames, Sullenly on a chair on the pavement
Here you'll find, my thoughts and I, And here is the very last plea from my
heart
My heart. For evermore, Where taxi drivers never stop talking
Under slate grey Victorian sky, Here you will find, despair and I
And here I am every last inch of me is yours, Yours, For evermore

Your leg came to rest against mine, Then you lounged with knees up and apart
And me and my heart, we knew, We just knew, For evermore

Where taxi drivers never stop talking, Under slate grey Victorian sky
Here you'll find, my heart and I, And still we say come back, Come back to
Camden

And I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good

 

[tufty79]

Everynight with my star friends
We eat caviar and drink champage
Sniffing in the VIP area
We talk about Frank Sinatra..
"You know Frank Sinatra?"
He's dead!
HAHAHAHAHA!
dead.

To be famous is so nice
Suck my dick
Kiss my ass
In limosines we have sex
everynight with my famous friends
Nice...

Suck my dick
Kiss my ass
so nice . . .
VIP area. . .
Frank... Frank Sinatry

Motherfuckers are so nice
Suck my dick
Lick my ass
In the mix we have sex....
Everynight with my favorite friends..

Frank.. Frank.. Frank Sinatra

Everynight with my star friends
Shake your body like the dance
Stupid smiles and autographs
This is a song for France
Everynight with my star friends
In Limosines we have sex.

 

[tufty79]

It was the last train to Mashville, girl, you got onboard
Packed up your medicines, left without a word
Strung-out in suburbia, waiting for that call
You chill out by yourself behind closed doors.

You lost the plot again, where you are now ain't clear
It's a misty morning memory, the road that took you here
Special K keeps the chills away in your broken basement room
Staring at the walls, sharing your score with no one.

And you don't dance to techno anymore
I don’t see you under the strobe light on the dancefloor
It’s been a while since I saw your ultraviolet smile
You don’t dance to techno anymore

[Being a loverman and a DJ, lots of girls come down the front when I’m on the ones and twos. There was this one particular girl, though, she was so beautiful, she used to knock mah eyes out every damn time. One night she flipped this funny little heart-shaped pill and jes died there right in front of me. Now she don’t dance to techno anymore.]

You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno.
So sad since you let it go
You don’t dance to techno anymore

The 808 and the 303
Ain't the friends they used to be
You've got no time for a rollin' 909
You said goodbye to Chicago
And Detroit City, Lord, you let her go
And you ain't on the guestlist on a Saturday night

And you don't dance to techno anymore
I don’t see you under the strobe light on the dancefloor
It’s been a while since I saw your ultraviolet smile
You don't dance to techno anymore

You don't dance to techno anymore— Lord above—
You don't dance to techno anymore,
You don't dance to techno.
So sad since you let it go.
You don't dance to techno anymore

You don't dance to techno,
Hip-hop or electro.
You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno anymore

 

[cyberfairy]

Everynight with my star friends
We eat caviar and drink champage
Sniffing in the VIP area
We talk about Frank Sinatra..
"You know Frank Sinatra?"
He's dead!
HAHAHAHAHA!
dead.

To be famous is so nice
Suck my dick
Kiss my ass
In limosines we have sex
everynight with my famous friends
Nice...

Suck my dick
Kiss my ass
so nice . . .
VIP area. . .
Frank... Frank Sinatry

Motherfuckers are so nice
Suck my dick
Lick my ass
In the mix we have sex....
Everynight with my favorite friends..

Frank.. Frank.. Frank Sinatra

Everynight with my star friends
Shake your body like the dance
Stupid smiles and autographs
This is a song for France
Everynight with my star friends
In Limosines we have sex.

I fucking love that song

 

[rollinder]

So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

[ Chorus: ]
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they knew
But I know...

[ Verse: ]
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

[ Chorus: ]
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they knew
But I know...

[ Verse: ]
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

[ Bridge ]
Never cared for what they say
Never cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they knew
And I know...

[ Verse: ]
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

 

[rollinder]

Walking 'round the room singing
Stormy Weather
at 57 Mt. Pleasant St.
Now it's the same room but everything's different
You can fight the sleep but not the dream

Things ain't cookin' in my kitchen
Strange affliction wash over me
Julius Caesar and the Roman Empire
Couldn't conquer the blue sky

There's a small boat made of china
Going nowhere on the mantlepiece
Do I lie like a loungeroom lizard
Or do I sing like a bird released

Everywhere you go you always take the weather with you

 

[Strumpet]

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Are you gone and onto someone new?

 

[dynamicbaddog]

Sun is perching on my office block
the air conditioning's run away
no one dares to swim the street below
while the world's a ball of baking clay
Never knew a summer hot as this before
never knew burn me through
never knew a summer hot as this before
but then I never knew you
Bed is drowning me in sheets of fire
what are you doing in my dreams?
I'm usually immune to August heat
but you're reducing me to tiny streams
Never knew a summer hot as this before
never knew burn me through
never knew a summer hot as this before
but then I never knew you
You melt me down enough to fill a coffee cup
and what I've found is that
I spend all day dreaming that you'll drink me up
Never knew a summer hot as this before
never knew burn me through
never knew a summer hot as this before
but then I never knew you

 

[tufty79]

Have you noticed? I've never been impressed
By offers from New York and London
I'll level, accusations like the press
'til you realise that you've dressed yourself in tatters

Because the man's needs
Are found on greed
A man's needs
Are lost on me
A man's needs
Are found on greed
A man's needs

I'm not bothered, what you say or how you dress
I'm a mess, so you've always seemed inviting
But really, this all seems quite meaningless
When I remember that you never seem to see...

The fact that man's needs
Are found on greed
A man's needs
Are lost on me
A girl's needs
Just don't agree
With man's needs

Have you noticed? I've never been impressed
By offers from New York and London

But really, this all seems quite meaningless
When I remember that you never seem to see...

The excuse that man's needs
Are found on greed
A man's needs
Are lost on me
You say a man's needs
Apply to me, I don't agree
A man's needs...

 

[tufty79]

In the radius of a thousand miles
I find it strange no one makes me smile

You should understand
You still have to try
When we're all the same
I was almost right

And evening comes and I feel no different
Sorry my friend I just can't do nothing
Evening comes and I feel no different
Sorry my friend I just can't do nothing

In the radius of a thousand miles
You find it strange no one makes me smile

You should understand
You still have to try
We're not all the same
I was almost right

And see those guys I guess they're quite clever
Get you on side
Women's needs - whatever
See those guys they think they're so clever
Spot them on site
Women's needs - whatever

And evening comes and I feel no better
It's closing time
Women's needs - whatever
Evening comes and I feel no better
It's closing time
Women's needs - whatever

 

[tufty79]

You have your very own number
They dress your cage in its nature
Once you roared now you just grunt lame
Pace around pathetic pound games

Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround
To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick
For the outside,
The small black flowers that grow in the sky

They drag sticks along your walls
Harvest your ovaries dead mothers crawl
Here comes warden, Christ, temple, elder
Environment not yours you see through it all

Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround
To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick
For the outside,
The small black flowers that grow in the sky

Here chewing your tail is joy

 

[rollinder]

I am the one in ten
A number on a list
I am the one in ten
Even though I don`t exist
Nobody Knows me
But I`m always there
A statistical reminder
Of a world that doesn`t care


My arms enfold the dole queue
Malnutrition dulls my hair
My eyes are black and lifeless
With an underprivileged stare
I`m the beggar on the corner
Will no-one spare a dime?
I`m the child that never learns to read
`Cause no-one spared the time


(Chorus)

I am the one in ten .... etc


I`m the murderer and the victim
The licence with the gun
I`m a sad and bruised old lady
In an ally in a slum
I`m a middle aged businessman
With chronic heart disease
I`m another teenaged suicide
In a street that has no trees


(Chorus)

I am the one in ten .... etc


I`m a starving third world mother
A refugee without a home
I`m a house wife hooked on Valium
I`m a Pensioner alone
I`m a cancer ridden spectre
Discovering the earth
I`m another hungry baby
I`m an accident of birth.


(Chorus)

I am the one in ten .... etcx2

 

[dilute micro]

Why don't you ask the kids at Tiananmen square
was fashion the reason why they were there?

They disguise it, Hypnotize it
Television made you buy it

I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my...

She's scared that I will take her away from there
Her dreams that her country left with no one there

Mezmerize the simple minded
Propaganda leaves us blinded

I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl
I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl

I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl
I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my

Girl

 

[tufty79]

start button - streamer

1 start button
2 fast forward button
3 rewind button
4 record button
5 complicated music button
6 longwave button
7 shortwave button
8 are you waving at me? button
9 pause button





10 continuous play button
11 noise reduction button
12 good morning button
13 good afternoon button
14 kiss me button
15 reset button
16 repeat button
17 repeat button
18 flirt button
19 automatic flash unit
20 automatic focus unit
21 built in timer
22 built in memory
23 low battery indicator
24 built in violence
25 ooh just a short nap button
26 be quiet button - shhhhh
27 turn it up button
28 remote control
29 cloud control
30 i'll give you everything you've dreamed of button
31 stop button

 

[Strumpet]

How i miss you
I should never call
How i hope that you still miss me

Did I lose you?
Somewhere down the line
Hide & seeks alright if i find

Do you miss me
Like i miss you
If you miss me,
Never go away
Hopefully, you'll come stay someday

 

[Firky]

Whenever she's feeling empty
Whenever she's feeling insecure
Whenever her face is frozen
Unable to fake it anymore
Her shadow is always with her
Her shadow will always keep her small
So frightened that he wont love her
She builds up a wall

Oh no, she knows where to hide in the dark
Oh no, she's nowhere to hide in the dark

She's a star

She's been in disguise forever
She's tried to disguise her stellar views
Much brighter than all this static
Now she's coming through

Oh no, she knows where to hide in the dark
Oh no, she's nowhere to hide in the dark

She's a star

Don't tell her to turn down,
Put on your shades if you can't see,
Don't tell her to turn down,
Turn up the flame.
She's a star

It's a long road
It's a great cause
It's a long road
Its a good call
You got it,
You got it,

SHE'S A STAR

 

[tufty79]

WHY DIDN'T I KNOW ABOUT THE CRIBS??????????????



D'you think I'd have to choose?
D'you think I'd wear brown shoes?
D'you think that I'd ever have to read about this in the news?
You're gonna have a go?
Well I don't want to know
I just thought that I should try and say hello

To those who'd never exist
without being generic
You'll have to impress
Our bovine public
You'd never exist
if you wasn't generic
You'll have to impress
Our bovine public

I'll never forget how all this begun
And I will never regret a thing I have done
But you would never exist without us.

So maybe I do not have the time
Fair-weather friends of mine
A year's a long time to be doing nothing with your life
I heard you felt alert
Well I'm hoping that it hurt
You seem to spend too much time in groundwork to be ground into the dirt

By those who'd never exist
without being generic
You'll have to impress
Our bovine public
You'd never exist
if you wasn't generic
You'll have to impress
Our bovine public

I'll never forget how all this begun
And I will never regret a thing I have done
But you would never exist without us.

You say nothing
So you will always mean nothing to me
And if what you say means nothing
Then what you say will always mean nothing to me

D'you think I'd have the time
Fair-weather friends of mine
A year's a long time to be doing nothing with your life
I heard you felt alert
Well I'm hoping that it hurt
You seem to spend too much time in groundwork to be ground into the dirt

By those who'd never exist
without being generic
You'll have to impress
Our bovine public
You'd never exist
if you wasn't generic
You'll have to impress
Our bovine public

I'll never forget how all this begun
And I would never regret the one thing I've done
But you would never exist without us
So maybe I do


aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaands


One of those fucking awful black days when nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger. An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour. These are the days when I hate the world, hate the rich, hate the happy, hate the complacent, the TV watchers, beer drinkers, the satisfied ones. Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things and then I hate myself for realising that. There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living. We each know our own fate. We know from our youth how to be treated, how we'll be received, how we shall end. These things don't change. You can change your clothes, change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents but sooner or later your own self will always catch up. Always it waits in the wings. Ideas swirl but don't stick. They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield. One of those rainy day car rides my head implodes, the atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull. Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold. Walls of grey. Nothing good on the radio. Not a thought in my head.

Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow, frame by frame with two minutes that take ten years to live out. Yeah, lets do that.

Telephone poles like praying mantras against the sky, metal arms outstretched. So much land travelled so little sense made of it. It doesn't mean a thing all this land laid out behind us. I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while. I'm disgusted with petty concerns; parking tickets, breakfast specials. Does someone just have to carry this weight? Abstract typography, methane inconvenience, linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, and torturous lice, mad Elizabeth. Chemotherapy bullshit.

The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake eating its own tail, steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories, movements, the movie unfeeling, unreeling, about to begin.

I've seen your hallway, you're a darn call away, I've hear your stairs creak. I can fix my mind on your yes, and on your no. I'll film you face today in the sparkling canals, all red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection. Racing thoughts, racing thoughts. All too real, you're moving so fast now I cant hold your image. This image I have of your face by the window, me standing beside you arm on your shoulder. A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses then gone again.

Every clear afternoon now I'll picture you up in the air twisting your heel, your knees up around me, my face in your hair. You scream so well, your smile so loud it still rings in my ears.

Imitation. Distant, tired of longing. Clean white teeth. Stay the course. Hold the wheel. Steer on to freedom. Open all the boxes.


Open all the boxes.

Open all the boxes.

Open all the boxes.

Times Square midday: newspaper buildings, news headlines going around, you watch as they go, and hope that some good comes. Those tree shadows in the park they're all whistling chasing leaves. Around six pm, shadows across cobblestones, girl in front of a bathroom mirror she slowly and carefully and paints her face green and mask like. A portrait. A green stripe. Long shot through apartment window, a monologue on top but no girl in shot. The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake eating its own tail steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories, movements. The movie unreeling, about to begin.

That was great
Yeah? Mine were alright. Wasn't my best one but who cares?
That's the spirit