Song Quotes

pink floyd - chapter 24:
The time is with the month of winter solstice
When the change is due to come.
Thunder in the other course of heaven.
Things cannot be destroyed once and for all.
Change returns success
Going and coming without error.
Action brings good fortune.
Sunset, sunrise.

A movement is accomplished in six stages
And the seventh brings return.
The seven is the number of the young light
It forms when darkness is increased by one.
Change returns success
Going and coming without error.
Action brings good fortune.
Sunset, sunrise.
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crumbling land - pink floyd:
In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
wheeling, soaring, gliding high

On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
wining, dining, shining king

Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
drinking in the clear blue well
back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line

Then a man commuting like a village on the sand
in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
screaming, dealing, movie man

Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows
close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise
gliding high into the sky

By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
upon the finger of the king
on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold
then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun
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American English - Idlewild:
Constantly searching to find something new,
but what will you find when you think that nothing's true?
Maybe it's that nothing is new.
So you let me hear songs that were written all about you
The good songs weren't written for you,
they'll never be about you.
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^ good band. One of my Idlewild favorites:

Every step takes a beat of your heart
Through a city that's falling apart
On a night that rises and clears
In a sky that's clouded by years
My anger is a form of madness
So I'd rather have hope than sadness
And you said something
You said something stupid like
Love steals us from loneliness
Happy birthday
Are you lonely yet?

I misplaced your face in the shape of a smile
On a night that could never surprise me
Don't tell me you're afraid of the past
It's only the future that didn't last
You're kidding yourself, kidding yourself
You're going nowhere and you're going there fast

And you said something
You said something stupid like
Love steals us from loneliness
Happy birthday
Are you lonely yet?
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Jeff Buckley cover of Just Like A Woman by Bob Dylan:
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That Baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
Buy she breaks just like a little girl.

Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That Baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that --

I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.
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This song on Jeff Buckley's Live at Sin-e album is AMAZING.
 
The End by The Doors:
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end
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Territorial Pissings - Nirvana:
Just because you're paranoid, dont mean they're not after you
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Brain Damage - Pink Floyd:
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me ’till I’m sane
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Thoughts of a dying atheist - Muse:
I know the moment's near
and there's nothing we can do
look through a faithless eye
are you afraid to die?
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Bohemian Rhapsody:
Mama, just killed a man.
Put a gun against his head,
pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
Mama, life had just begun
and now I've gone and thrown it all away
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Who are you?

I wok up in a Soho Doorway; a policeman knew my name. He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight, if you can get up and walk away." I staggered back to the underground and the breeze blew back my hair. I remember throwing punches around and I was preaching from my chair.
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Say Hello to Heaven @ Temple of the Dog:
New like a baby,
Lost like a prayer,
The sky was your playground,
But the cold ground was your bed.
Poor stargazer,
She’s got no tears in her eyes.
Smooth like a whisper
She knows that love heals all wounds with time.
Now it seems like too much love
Is never enough, you better seek out
Another road ’cause this one has
Ended abrupt.
Say hello to heaven.
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song against sex - neutral milk hotel:
and the last one tore a picture
from the pornographic page -
with all the pleasure points attacking,
all the looks of love were staged.
and it's a lie that you've been given
that just hurts you every day,
so why should i lie here naked?
when it's just too far away
from anything i could call love,
any love worth living for.
so i'll sleep out in the gutter,
you can sleep here on the floor.
and when i wake up in the morning,
you'll forget to lock the door,
cuz with a match that's mean -
and some gasoline -
you won't see me anymore.
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I found the last two lines in this section to be fitting. :lol:
Ways and Means - Snow Patrol:
If I lied you'd know it instantly
So I just had to look away
All the honesty I've ever lost
I can't begin to even curse
I never knew the taste of blood till now
It's clear I never should have known
Breathing fire was never this much fun
So there's a dark side in us all
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red right hand - nick cave:
Take a litle walk to the edge of town
Go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires,
in the humming wires
Hey man, you know
you're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge,
past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
a tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
a red right hand


He'll wrap you in his arms,
tell you that you've been a good boy
He'll rekindle all the dreams
it took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole,
heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you know you're
never ever coming back
He's a god, he's a man,
he's a ghost, he's a guru
They're whispering his name
through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
is a red right hand


You ain't got no money?
He'll get you some
You ain't got no car? He'll get you one
You ain't got no self-respect,
you feel like an insect
Well don't you worry buddy,
cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
and the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
red right hand


(Organ solo)


You'll see him in your nightmares,
you'll see him in your dreams
He'll appear out of nowhere but
he ain't what he seems
You'll see him in your head,
on the TV screen
And hey buddy, I'm warning
you to turn it off
He's a ghost, he's a god,
he's a man, he's a guru
You're one microscopic cog
in his catastrophic plan
Designed and directed by
his red right hand
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Beat on the Brat - The Ramones:
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.

What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you do? (lose?)
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Behind Blue Eyes - The Who:
But my dreams,
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
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less than jake - the science of selling yourself short:
I've come to my senses,
That I've become senseless,
I could give you lessons on how to ruin your friendships,
Every last conviction, I smoked them all away,
I drank my frustrations down the drain, out of the way,
So I sit and wait and wonder,
"Does anyone else feel like me?"
Someone so tired of their routines and disappearing self-esteems,

[Chorus:]
I'll sing along,
Yeah with every emergency,
Just sing along,
I'm the king of catastrophes,
I'm so far gone,
That deep down inside I think it's fine by me,
I'm my own worst enemy

I could be an expert on co-dependency,
I could write the best book on underage tragedy,
I've been spending my time at the local liquor store,
I've been sleeping nightly on my best friends kitchen floor,
So I sit and wait and wonder,
"Does anyone else feel like me?"
I'm so over dosed on apathy burnt out on sympathy

[Chorus]

Let the meaning slip away
Lost my faith in another day,
Self deprication seems okay,
I never thought I'd make it anyway

[Chorus]

I'm my own worst enemy [x5]
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The Fiery Furnaces - Sullivan's Social Slub:
Brandy Buttersotch bartered and begged
Many Motherwell mustered and mugged
Lucy Liverspots lied oh! And legged
Danny Dungerees digged and he dugged.
So’s’on Saturday say slips’offs’a Sullivan’s Social Slub.
Need a nice ner and a nip and a nub?
Sup’slides’over Sullivan’s Social Slub.
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Head Automatica - King Caesar:
Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace
Here's to you and your poker face
Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace
Here's to you

You heighten yourself to lower the blame
And you martyr yourself to heighten the fame
And you lower yourself to draw the compassion
Here's to you

You want a medal for the things you've done
But if you ever really did a damn thing
We would've gave you one
You want a mountain with your face engraved
So everyone will know the face when approached by to run away
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Modest Mouse - The Cold Part:
So long to this cold, cold part of the world
So long to this cold, cold part of the world
So long to this bone bleached part of the world
So long to this cold, cold part of the world
So long to this salt soaked part of the world
I stepped down as president of Antarctica
Can't blame me, don't blame me, don't
So long to this sad, sad part of the world
So long, So long
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captain badass by songs ohia:
departure and worry
still shakes me
resistance failed
and friendship failed
as lovers we did not fail

brown eyes your pulse is getting hotter
brown eyes your pulse is getting quicker

quote Captain Badass,
" I am setting you heart on fire
so when you leave me
i will burn on in your soul".

you won't have to think twice
if it's love you will know
we get no second chance in this life

so a hot pulse is alright
so a quick pulse is alright
so a hot kiss is alright
so a long kiss is alright
so a long night is alright
and all night is alright

there ain't no contest
against the final day
we'll rise above us either way
we're either greeted
by life or its reverse
then each day greeted
by fortune or its reverse
will you stand up for your one chance
will you stand up for love
we get no second chance in this life
you won't have to think twice if its love
you will know
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come back to your man by songs ohia:
Coaxingly closing to dangerous eyes
they hang their lighted
she feels the effort of h-a-n-d's
she feels the effort of e-y-e's
she feels the effort of l-i-e's
fumble across her
there are demands on spirit and flesh
and i've made the effort to survive them
now come back to your man
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how to be perfect men by songs ohia:
suppose my life has its plan
i choose to have women write my plan
and i have my reasons
they'll write that list
of all that i should be
and perfect men would never be
jealous or desperate
my ghost and i in our grave will lie
and we'll read that plan
on how to be perfect man
if anyone succeeds you
this will be her song to know that
i will get it wrong
be mine
'till you're reminded of something better
be mine
until it comes along
be mine
'till you're reminded of something better
until it comes along
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Songs: Ohia - The Body Burned Away:
Death as it shook you
You gave it a fool's look

You said I am an empty page to you
Give me your hand give me you blood

Don't misunderstand
I once had all the words
I forgot all the words

Held the binding lightning
Held the binding lightning

Began to burn away
We began to burn away

Held the binding the lightning
Held the binding the lightning

Began to burn away
Began to burn away

The body burns away
The body burns away
The body burns away
The body burns away
The body burns away
The body burns away
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For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be...
~P. Floyd
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The Buzzcocks - Something's gone wrong again:
Tried to find my sock
No good it's lost
Something's gone wrong again
Need a shave
Cut myself need a new blade
Something's gone wrong again
And again and again and again again and
Something's gone wrong again
Something's gone wrong again

Tried to fry an egg
Broke the yolk no joke
Something's gone wrong again
Look at my watch just to tell the time
But the hand's come off mine
Something's gone wrong again
Something's gone wrong again
And again and again and again again and
Something's gone wrong again
Something's gone wrong again

...
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Song In The Key of Chance by Augie March:
In the chest of a dealer hammers and smelts a foul charge,
as he smoothes sour cream from his moll's pony
and metes her an unholy barrage,
(o the living is hard)
Of a rank Summer Saturday here, drunk on domestic beer,
the burnt English girls bray like mares, the men leer like snakes...

O there's no faith in this article baby, no truth and no lie lie lie lie,
I woke up one morning and it lay there beside me,
it wasn't for me to ask why,
But to reason with a dry mouth and a half-open eye
some people weren't born to dance,
While others are halted mid-step to the beat of a song in the key of chance.

Make one sickening body,
born of a base urge and a high mind,
and make it swing like a witch...

Wealthy young men, hale tall timber,
who dally in the Springtime then steady in the Winter,
While over the river, with needles for teeth,
the spindle and stick men, apportioned a grief,
take to drink and drown...drown...
O the stories I love, and the stories I hate.

The city horses are tired, give them something to drink,
Take the weight of the wagon from off of their shoulders
and the iron from their feet.
At the top of the morning, top top top of the street,
Is a look when you look look look look into somebody's eyes and you meet,
Is a look when you look look look look into somebody's eyes,
and you know that they'd just as soon kill you as smile -

There's no faith in this article baby, no truth and lie lie lie lie,
I woke up one morning and it lay there beside me,
it wasn't for me to ask why,
But to reason with a dry mouth and a half-open eye
some people weren't born to dance,
While others are halted mid-step to the beat
of a song in the key of chance.
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Iron & Wine - Cinder and Smoke:
Give me your hand
The dog in the garden row is covered in mud
And dragging your mother’s clothes
Cinder and smoke
The snake in the basement
Found the juniper shade
The farmhouse is burning down

Give me your hand
And take what you will tonight, I'll give it as fast
And high as the flame will rise
Cinder and smoke
Some whispers around the trees
The juniper bends
As if you were listening

Give me your hand
Your mother is drunk as all the firemen shake
A photo from father’s arms
Cinder and smoke
You’ll ask me to pray for rain
With ash in your mouth
You’ll ask it to burn again
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Henry Lee by Nick Cave:
Get down, get down, little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damn world
That will compare with me
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

I can't get down and I won't get down
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
I love fair better than thee
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

She leaned herself against a fence
Just for a kiss or two
And with a little pen-knife held in her hand...
Well she plugged him through and through
And the wind did roar and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

Come take him by his lilly-white hands
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep deep well
That's more than one hundred feet
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee
Till the flesh drops from your bones
For the girl you have in that merry green land
Can wait forever for you to come home
And the wind did howl and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
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Swing life away by Rise Against!:
Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
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Such an awesome song
 
I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath thats true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
Youll come apart and youll go black
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with whats not there.
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Fade Into You - Mazzy Star
 
new pornographers - ballad of the comeback kid:
Pray for content,
settle for free rent,
the tenements recall Rome.

High five
look up
look alive

as the scions of history
guess another mystery
wrong.

Recite your lines
and I'll quote scriptures.

Everything was fine until
membership lost its privileges.
Everyone in town
wanted to be around you,
this went on for awhile
until they finally found you.

Ever so careful
on the strip we cruise,
crippled in someone else's shoes.

Who knew?
Mind you,
I never had to stand in line,
you did
in the ballad of a comeback kid.

Watch your step
as you step down from the podium
returned from the war to a hero's welcome,
what's more you just had to win.

Blazing new trails,
waving goodbye to the audience
held captive
the crowd was inactive
it made such perfect sense.

Ever so careful
on the strip we cruise,
crippled in someone else's shoes.

Who knew? Mind you,
I never had to stand in line,
you did.

But you won't
Kelly says she could have.

Like a bat out of hell
time has come for you
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I Will Follow You Into The Dark by Death Cab For Cutie:
If Heaven and Hell decide, that they both are satisfied,
illuminate the "no"'s on their vacancy signs,
if there's no one becide you, when your soul embarks,
then I'll follow you into the dark
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Lather by Jefferson Airplane:
Lather was thirty years old today,
They took away all of his toys.
His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
About his old friends who'd stopped being boys.
There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned thirty-three,
His leather chair waits at the bank.
And Seargent Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old,
Commanding his very own tank.
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
To lie about nude in the sand,
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps,
And thrashing the air with his hands.

But wait, oh Lather's productive you know,
He produces the finest of sound,
Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
Snorting the best licks in town,
But that's all over...

Lather was thirty years old today,
And Lather came foam from his tongue.
He looked at me eyes wide and plainly said,
Is it true that I'm no longer young?
And the children call him famous,
what the old men call insane,
And sometimes he's so nameless,
That he hardly knows which game to play...
Which words to say...
And I should have told him, "No, you're not old."
And I should have let him go on...smiling...babywide.
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Stephen Malkmus ~ Pencil Rot:
There's a villain in my head
And he's giving me shocks
Save me from me, save me from me

His name is leather mcwhip
And he needs to be stopped
Fly above me, fly above my roam
Fly above me, fly above me

Well I never had much of a lovely goal
Leave me halving, halving ever

It's like my mind's been touched
Though I never was born
please deform me, please deform me

Let me out
Of my head
In my bed
It's a lovely leather brown poison

No more shine
With the frame
Of a brain
It's a lovely leather brown poison

It's pencil rot.
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Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.

Oh, I been flying... mama, there aint no denyin
Ive been flying, aint no denyin, no denyin

All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where Ive been.

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin through kashmir.

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.

When Im on, when Im on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when Im down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well Im down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there

Let me take you there. let me take you there
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- Kashmir, Led Zeppelin
 
I've just seen a face to give me hope
For a week or so
Maybe three or four
Depending on when she walks out the door
Please be true my wish and have her stay
Another five or six
And if things work out really great
Maybe seven, maybe eight

But I won't hold my breathe
I'll take it all in stride
And I'll disregard the rest
Be still my beating heart
Don't run away before the start

I've just seen a face to give me hope
For a month or so
Maybe three or four
Depending on when she walks out the door
Before I shed a tear
Maybe she'll spend half a year
Surely just before too long
I'll turn around and she'll be gone.

I won't hold my breathe
I'll take it all in stride
And I'll disregard the rest
Be still my beating heart
Don't run away before the start
 
Youthless by Beck:
There's a bottomless pit that we've been climbing from
Just to get on level ground
Shake your seasick legs around
Dead of winter in a logo town
Signs of life are soft and flickering
Need a bed to lay my body down
Deadweight to carry down
Some static is lulling me to sleep
Hang your clothes on a chain link fence
In a junkyard say Amen
Your mouth is full of wordless hymns
And run-on sentences

And they're helpless and forgetting in the background holding nothing
And they're youthless and pretending with their bare hands holding nothing

There's a million horses dragging down a monolith
With these trademarks so bereaved
Tied my leg to a barricade
With a plastic hand grenade
They tried to turn emotion into noise
Need a teleprompter for my life
Need a pipeline to the night
My body can't get no relief
And this life it goes by fast
You're treading water in the past
Trying to re-animate something that you can't understand

And they're helpless and forgetting in the background saying nothing
And he's youthless and forgetting with his bare hands touching nothing

And he's helpless and forgetting in the background saying nothing
And he's youthless and pretending with his bare hands holding nothing
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