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05/25/2004 |
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11. | Untitled organ solo |
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here we go
they’re back again
look alive , warn your friends
we are warm and we are safe
enjoy it while you can before
things change
we have got to take cover,
brother
we have got to take cover,
brother
lie down in a field if you can
look at the night sky
oh, where does it end?
sometimes it hurts when you
care about me
but it’s going to hurt more when
they take you away from me
we have go to take cover, brother
we have got to take cover, brother
here we go again
oh midnight knocks!
oh explosions!
maybe it’s all made up in our heads
this happens to me when i’m bored
or depressed
here is the best part of the song
where i admit that i might be wrong
because if they are good and if
they are right
then they’ll have their rapture one
of these nights
but if they are wrong...
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as i was saying
i know that i’m one of the few who got
away from you
steven smith , we all lose
one look at you
and they’re suddenly covered in
shrapnel too
it’s true, most die in your bedroom
all the time i’m getting shot
oh, barrels roll and hammers drop
come on now
grab that gun and we’ll go drive
around
until there’s no sound
come on
let’s go
i said i am driving and i am driving
its true, i’ve got something for you
when everything is quiet
the ringing in our ears will be awfully
violent
and then there will be silence
then there will be silence
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see the people sitting over there
i want to kiss and touch them everywhere
oh no, not because i really care
oh god, no , no, i wouldn’t dare
love, love
i’d really like a small part of it
oh love
i cant believe the word love
he’s had love in damp alleys
in city hall, in city libraries
we smoked it underneath the playground
slide
why did i try ?
oh love
we cry so very much about it
oh love
obsessing in the night about it
oh love
i’d really like a small part of it
oh love, love , love
okay , that’s enough of that
okay, okay now that’s enough of that
i’m getting very tired of the facts
i’m getting very tired of the fact that
i must be right
oh, it must be right
that’s why i,m cold and alone again
that’s why i’m all on my own again
that’s why i’m throwing things around my
home again
that’s why
i’m looking for love
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if i pay you five dollars will you try to make my bed?
if i pay you ten will you make me well instead?
i love your baby baby harmonies
you really brighten up my basement suite
we should go down to the mall
look at people , judge them all
judge them before they judge us and leave there feeling bad
we should sit and pick our hands
i think you’re a genius
and when we make your hangnails bleed
you deserve a phd
we should put that record on
the one you found when you were gone
the one that has those sad, sad songs
and makes you sing out loud
we could start a basement band
guitar hooks caught in your hands
will travel through the west side nights
and drown out humming street lights
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remember when i left you
i couldn’t say your name
or other crucial things like i love you,
oh, that’s a shame
oh no, i think i’m falling
oh no, i think i’m fine
our hearts didn’t come together
but I saw the two collide
i can the see the hearts sinking
remember when i left you
i couldn’t say your name
or other crucial things like i love you,
oh, that’s a shame
i don’t know if you’re hearing
my voice or the reprise
our hearts didn’t come together
but I saw the two collide
i can see the hearts sinking
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day after day , they go
they go to gain just a little more control
and when they took yours away
i couldn’t sleep at all
i lay in bed for days
i died a sudden death
i made an awful mess
i didn’t stand a chance
i didn’t stand a chance
‘cause when we where our best
i could care less if people bred themselves
to death
oh, but now that you are gone
i just know that everything is wrong
don’t leave me alone now…
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my neck hurts, ‘ cause i’ve been cutting moons
my hands hurt, ‘ cause i cut them from you
so someone snuck into your room
and it got back to me
now, i lie here in my room
and there is nothing i can do
but cut and think about you
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i am not surprised
i got my head caught underneath the ice
no, I am not surprised
that i got my big head
caught underneath the ice
and on it goes…
someway , somehow
i’m going out now
it’s all about myself
and i’m on to someone else
well, i know that you are near
but i feel alone even when you’re here
i know that you are near
but i feel alone even when you’re here
and on it goes
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it really shook you when i said
“no one has ever looked so dead”
well, it’s over and i can’t go there anymore
and in the backseat of your car
you showed me every single star
and how the zenith and the sounds
change in every single town
well, it’s over and i can’t go there anymore
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oh, darkness filled the sky as pools of water filled your eyes
they sparkled like phosphorescence in the bay
although our lips barely touched
i have never felt so much
and i’d really like to feel that way again
oh , oh , when ?
i walk through the streets and memorize the city
i count every light until i reach the shore
sometimes i close my eyes and you’re not very pretty
sometimes i can’t believe i’ve had those thoughts before
we pulled a boat down to the dock and stole two steady oars
i pushed you off into the dark: acrisius favours
and from above the great abyss
you threw pennies in and wished for the feeling of wanting nothing more
sometimes i close my eyes
and hope that i can keep away all the darkened skies
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