{ooc} miiiix.
[So, I was going to wait on this, and then last night/this afternoon this mix decided to finish itself. OOPS. Dedicated, of course, to yourwonderings/paperskin, for being an amazing writing partner and an even better friend. <3]
one. Cat Power - Fortunate Son [John Fogerty cover]: Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes, ooh, they send you down to war. And when you ask them, "How much should we give?" They only answer "More! More! More!"
two. Joe Firstman - Introduction to "The War of Women": But I would still be your showman, and for only you I'd write - but you ain't giving me a bit of your time. And now I want you. So listen to me closely: leave this lush lazy-eyed and lonely, and then I'm going to want you. 'Cause I can love you like all hell has broken loose. I'll be your light switch on the sun.
three. Ani Difranco - Asking Too Much: I want somebody who sees the pointlessness and still keeps their purpose in mind. I want somebody who has a tortured soul some of the time. I want somebody who will either put out for me or put me out of my misery, or maybe just put it all to words and make me go, "You know, I never heard it put that way." Make me go, "What did you just say!?" I want somebody who can hold my interest, hold it and never let it fall. Somebody who can flatten me with a kiss that hits like a fist or a sentence that stops me like a brick wall.
four. Magnolia Electric Co. - Such Pretty Eyes for a Snake: I guess if I do come upstairs with you, it wouldn't be the first time that I made a mistake in my life. In fact I learned how to make a living out of making mistakes. Besides, you've got such pretty eyes for a snake. I'm still looking for them eyes.
five. The Brooke - Between the Bars [Elliott Smith cover]: The images stuck in your head. People, you've been before that you don't want around anymore. They push, and shove and won't bend to your will - I'll keep them still.
six. Bob Dylan - Shelter From the Storm: Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost. I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount. But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts. And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
seven. Andrew Bird & Nora O'Connor - Oh, Sister: Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door, don't turn away, you'll create sorrow. Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore. You may not see me tomorrow.
eight. Damien Rice - Prague: Prepare myself for a war, and I don't know what I'm doing this for. Trying to let it all go, but how can I when you still don't know? I could wait for you, like that hole in your boot, waiting to be fixed. I could wait for you, but what good would that do, but to leave me pricked?
nine. Songs: Ohia & Scout Niblett - Lioness: Whether you save me, whether you savage me, want my last look to be the moon in your eyes. Want my heart to break if it must break in your jaws. Want you to lick my blood off your paws. It is for me the eventual truth. It is that look of the lioness to her man across the Nile. And if you can't get here fast enough, if you can't get here fast enough... I will swim to you, I will swim to you.
ten. Sunset Rubdown - Dragon's Lair: So this one's for the critics and their disappointed mothers, for the cupid and the hunter shooting arrows at each other. Ain't no such thing as a saint, ain't no such thing as a sinner, oh. There's a swan among the pigeons of Barcelona's floor. There's a Samson with Delilahs lining up outside the door. If you are sharpening your scissors I am sharpening my scissors, and I am sharpening my sword. So you can take me to the dragon's lair, or you can take me to Rapunzel's windowsill. Either way it is time for a bigger kind of kill... A bigger kind of kill.