I'm Bored So...
Lately I've been reading alot of lyrics to crazy bands I could never hear. Check this shit out:
"He laid emeralds in her eyes,
oh, but I'd already tried,
a bracelet made of gold
and scarlet thread around her wrist.
and everything was wrong, so we sang sentimental songs,
Oh how seldom we belong, but how elegant our kiss;
and we painted crooked lines, but we danced in perfect time,
to a love so much refined, we know not what it is,
until like a dullen wine we pour into a grief we know before,
but never quite like this, NEVER quite like this.
All I know now is regret, it follows like a silhouette,
along the cobblestone behind me, but she has left nothing to say
except to innocently ask, a voice as delicate as glass,
"Do you see me when we pass?"
but I continue on my way."
- from Norma Jean's "Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste"
"Dear, I'll stay gold just to keep these pasts at bay
To keep the loneliest of the nights from claiming you
and to keep these longest day from waking you
For I felt the greatest of winters coming
and I saw you as seasons shifting from blue to gray
Thats where the coldest of these days await me
and distance lays her heavy head beside me
There I'll stay gold, forever gold"
- Converge, "Concubine"
more later probably
"He laid emeralds in her eyes,
oh, but I'd already tried,
a bracelet made of gold
and scarlet thread around her wrist.
and everything was wrong, so we sang sentimental songs,
Oh how seldom we belong, but how elegant our kiss;
and we painted crooked lines, but we danced in perfect time,
to a love so much refined, we know not what it is,
until like a dullen wine we pour into a grief we know before,
but never quite like this, NEVER quite like this.
All I know now is regret, it follows like a silhouette,
along the cobblestone behind me, but she has left nothing to say
except to innocently ask, a voice as delicate as glass,
"Do you see me when we pass?"
but I continue on my way."
- from Norma Jean's "Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste"
"Dear, I'll stay gold just to keep these pasts at bay
To keep the loneliest of the nights from claiming you
and to keep these longest day from waking you
For I felt the greatest of winters coming
and I saw you as seasons shifting from blue to gray
Thats where the coldest of these days await me
and distance lays her heavy head beside me
There I'll stay gold, forever gold"
- Converge, "Concubine"
more later probably