Thursday, February 21, 2008
The Eames Era - Could Be Anything
Run along, run a long way to find a one
Find a one who could turn you on
Underneath a cloudless sun
I certainly hope that you are happy
With your new change of company
Surrounded by your enemies
Can't you see if I could be anything I want to be I would be you, see,
Can't you see if I could be anything
And if you say everything will want to go your way
I will turn you away as easily as I turned you into me
Run along, run a long way to find a one
Find a one who could turn you on
Underneath a cloudless sun
I certainly hope that you are happy
With your new change of company
Surrounded by your enemies
If you say everything will want to go your way
I will turn you away as easily as I turned you into me
And can't you see if I could be anything I want to be I would be you, see,
Can't you see if I could be anything
Oh, oh, there's a lot of things I could say to make you understand
I don't have time to explain
Can't you see if I could be anything I want to be I would be you, see,
Can't you see if I could be anything
And if you say everything will want to go your way
I will turn you away as easily as I turned you into me
And can't you see if I could be anything I want to be I would be you, see,
If I could be…
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Jack Johnson - If I Had Eyes
If I had eyes in the back of my head
I would have told you that
You looked good
As I walked away
And if you could've tried to trust the hand that failed *
You would've never been hungry
But you never really be
The more of this or less of this or is there any difference
or are we just holding onto the things we don't have anymore
Sometimes time doesn't heal
No not at all
Just stand still
While we fall
In or out of love again I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you got eyes like that
It won't let me in
Always looking out
Lot of people spend their time just floating
We were victims together but lonely
You got hungry eyes that just can't look forward
Can't give them enough but we just can't start over
Building with bent nails we're
falling but holding, I don't wanna take up anymore of your time
Time time time
Sometimes time doesn't heal
No not all
Just stand still
While we fall
In or out of love again I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you got eyes like that
It won't let me in
Always looking out
Always lookin
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Band of Horses - The Funeral
I'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard and we wonder
To know you all wrong, we were
Really too late to call, so we wait for
Morning to wake you; it's all we got
To know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they were
At every occasion I'll be ready for a funeral
At every occasion once more is called a funeral
Every occasion I'm ready for the funeral
At every occasion one brilliant day funeral
I'm coming up only to show you down for
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
To the outside, the dead leaves, they all blow (alive is very poetic)
For'e (before) they died had trees to hang their hope
At every occasion I'll be ready for the funeral
At every occasion once more is called the funeral
At every occasion I'm ready for the funeral
At every occasion one brilliant day funeral
Monday, February 18, 2008
Kings of Leon - Fans
Home grown
Rock to the rhythm, and bop to the beat of the radio
You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role
You came to lay with me
And all the bros
Try for the girls, that try for tearing this tight clothes
She got a hiding all he has is his asshole (this one too)
She'll be bothering me-eee-ee
And her hair-do
He knows the lipstick kisses, oh yeah that's the right move
Make me feel like I'm the one who moves you
The only one you see
Now take me down
Don't you let those tears quench the thirsty ground
Don't you be so scared that you can't make a sound
Make a sound on me ..here
All of London Sings
Cause England swings the extra love the tales I bring
You know the rainy days they ain't so bad when you're the King
The King they want to see
Home grown
Rock to the rhythm, and bop to the beat of the radio
You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role
You came to lay with me-ee here
And her hair-do
He knows the lipstick kisses, oh yeah that's the right move
Make me feel like I'm the one who's moving you
The only one you see
All of London Sings
Cause England swings the extra love the tales I bring
You know the rainy days they ain't so bad when you're the King
The King they want to see
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Of Montreal - Wraith Pinned to the Mist
Let's have bizarre celebrations
Let's forget who forget what forget where
We'll have bizarre celebrations
I'll play the Satyr in Cypris you the bride being stripped bare
Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica
Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica
Let's have bizarre celebrations
Lets forget when forget what forget how
We'll have bizarre celebrations
We'll play Tristan and Izolde but make sure I see white sails
Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica
Maybe I'll never die
I'll just keep growing younger with you
And you'll grow younger too
Now it seems too lovely to be true
But I know the best things always do
Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Yael Naim - New Soul
I'm a new soul I came to this strange world hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take.
But since I came here
Felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistake
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
I'm a young soul in this very strange world hoping I could learn a bit about what is true and fake.
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate.
Finding trust and love is not always easy to make.
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
This is a happy end cause' you don't understand everything you have done why's everything so wrong
This is a happy end come and give me your hand I'll take your far away.
[Refrain]:
I'm a new soul I came to this strange world hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take
But since I came here felt the joy and the fear finding myself making every possible mistake
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Friday, February 01, 2008
The Frames - Falling Slowly
I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along
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