(Untitled)
You know that one the one you thougt you would be different, do you remember when that one left, you watching it fall apart all disloving into a single second. The grains of sand flow between your fingers, you tried to capture them but you couldnt so they just fell and got carried away into the wind some random location. That feeling in your body
( Read more... )
Seeing the light in a station bar and travelling far in sin.
Sailing downstairs to the northern line, watching the shine of the shoes.
And hearing the trial of the people there, who's to care if they lose?
And take a look, you may see me on the ground for I am the parasite of this town.
Dancing a jig in a church with chimes, a sign of the times today.
And hearing no bell from a steeple tall, people all in dismay.
Falling so far on a silver spoon, making the moon for fun.
And changing a rope for a size too small, people all get hung.
Take a look and see me coming through for I am the parasite who travels two by two.
When lifting the mask from a local clown and feeling down like him.
And I'm seeing the light in a station bar and travelling far in sin.
And I'm sailing downstairs to the northern line watching the shine of the shoes.
And hearing the trials of the people there, who's to care if they lose?
And take a look you may see me on the ground for I am the parasite of this town.
And take a look you may see me in the dirt for I am the parasite who hangs from your skirt.
Jon Jon
Your turn Jim
Reply
from the rusty pipes that are just beneath my feet
You remind me of home: the heater's warm but fills the room with a
potpurri of dust and gas fumes
Reply
It's us when we were searching for the blue we could not find
It's us with padded pockets, dazzling futures and these un-polluted smiles
Reality pushed back just by the thinkings of the latest styles
Well im 19 and im catching myself living in the past
Walls with wilted poloroids of friends that didnt last
And everything was promising is common now i find
So heres a little picture for your wallet and your mind
Its just one of many pictures I must learn to leave behind
Reply
and every day taste like inhaling lead, you jsut slit the wrong end
Reply
Never do what is proper for my share of labor.
I'm a poor boy and I'm a rover. Count your coins and throw them over my shoulder.
I may grow older.
Nobody knows how cold it grows and nobody sees how shaky my knees.
Nobody cares how steep my stairs and nobody smiles if I cross their stiles.
Oh poor boy, so sorry for himself. Oh poor boy, so worried for his health.
You may say every day, where will he stay tonight?
Never know what I came for, seems that I've forgotten.
Never ask what I came for or how I was begotten.
I'm a poor boy and I'm a ranger. Things I say may seem stranger than Sunday
changing to Monday.
Nobody knows how cold it flows and nobody feels the worn down heels.
Nobody's eyes make the skies, nobody spreads their aching heads.
Oh poor boy, so worried for his life. Oh poor boy, so keen to take a wife.
He's a mess but he'll say yes if you just dress in white.
Nobody knows how cold it grows and nobody sees how shaky my knees.
Nobody cares how steep my stairs and nobody smiles if I cross their stiles.
Oh poor boy, so sorry for himself. Oh poor boy, so worried for his health.
You may say every day, where will he stay tonight?
Oh poor boy, so worried for his life. Oh poor boy, so keen to take a wife.
Oh poor boy, so sorry for himself. Oh poor boy, so worried for his health.
Oh poor boy…
Reply
trappedi n the gloom of the dying light
his heard pleads through the wounds that he bleeds
the wounds he never can close
wrong way mind in a haze
never know what he could do
he thinks i gav eher my hears she tasted my sould now shes goine again
he thinks i gave her my hearst she tasted my blood now shes gon again
Reply
My clothes were soaking in the morning rain
My head's just a bruise, like walking in a coma
Like a battered drone
All my limbs are numb
I've been driving past your house
Been pounding at your door
I know I'm just a peon to you
But I deserve more
Than arrogance
Condolences
My hearts are on the sleeves of my shirts scattered over your lawn
And the morning dew... kissed them
Drunk on Bastille Day
Throwing pennies at the broken birds
Scribbling plans on napkins
A sketch of broken angel wings under your bed
My bandages
Stumbled over to your house
I'll sneak in the back door
I know I've been an asshole to you, but that was before
The argument, the accident
Well, I've heard it's just a matter of time before the hour is spent
And my hour is spent
I can't afford it this time
I can't afford this time
I can't afford this time
I can't afford it...
The hour has come for retribution
I'm storming the walls down
I'm storming the walls down
The hour has come for retribution
I'm storming the walls down
I'm storming the walls down
Before this night's done, the wounds will be gone
I'm storming the walls down
I'm storming the walls down
for everyone who went to the show...I hate you
Reply
Reply
Like falling angels
The world disappeared
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?
Flesh and blood and the first kiss
The first colours
The first kiss
We writhed under a red light
Voodoo smile
Siamese twins
A girl at the window looks at me for an hour
Then everything falls apart
Broken inside me
It falls apart
The walls and the ceiling move in time
Push a blade into my hands
Slowly up the stairs
And into the room
Is it always like this?
Dancing in my pocket
Worms eat my skin
She glows and grows
With arms outstretched
Her legs around me
In the morning I cried
Leave me to die
You won't remember my voice
I walked away and grew old
You never talk
We never smile
I scream
You're nothing
I don't need you any more
You're nothing
It fades and spins
Fades and spins
Sing out loud
We all die
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?
Is it always like this?
Is it always like this?
Reply
Reply
"and the wind is blowing like it's the end of the
world" you said "and it's so cold it's like the
cold if you were dead" and then you smiled for
a second.
Reply
Reply
fight i wouldn't care if you took it all away today i'm sure i wouldn't even
miss the pain but i know i've got to live my life and roll aroud on the ground
and feel the strife and realize along the way that i'm nothing more than a
grain of salt in the salt of the earth and everything is grace so come on with
the darkness come on with the fear cause i've got to start somewhere and it
might as well be here and when i'm finally naked and standing in the sunlight
i'll look back at all this selfishness and foolish pride and laugh at myself.
Reply
Reply
to collapse on the ground
and the crime scene revisits me
this body shut down in Bordeaux
and the shores of gold coast on the balcony
I search for sleep
the future has fallen short
when the sun sets north
and the clouds fall from the mirrored walls
Reply
blake
Reply
Leave a comment