Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Lizzie
Lizzie Borden took an axe, gave her mother forty whacks.
When she saw what she had done, gave her father forty-one.
Close your door, lock and latch it, here comes Lizzie with her hatchet.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Search & Destroy
Summer sailed in
Filled my mind you see
Colored my skin
I must say
Saw my wings with the bodies in the gutter
Feel my kiss, now say not a word
Knowing my hands they’ll shake like crazy
Some just pray like that
Filled my mind you see
Colored my skin
I must say
Saw my wings with the bodies in the gutter
Feel my kiss, now say not a word
Knowing my hands they’ll shake like crazy
Some just pray like that
Sunday, August 16, 2009
since feeling is first
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers.
Don't cry- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers.
Don't cry- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Mayfield
Remember back when seasons don't change, my baby
Late December winds bringin pain, back to me...
and I've been closing these doors for days
the sky is fallin down on my grave...
oh- are we gonna make it?
South Pacific's whiskey and sin, now honey,
these angels got me talking again, jump slowly
gently as the breakin waves, I'm flying,
the tide closing in on my face...
Late December winds bringin pain, back to me...
and I've been closing these doors for days
the sky is fallin down on my grave...
oh- are we gonna make it?
South Pacific's whiskey and sin, now honey,
these angels got me talking again, jump slowly
gently as the breakin waves, I'm flying,
the tide closing in on my face...
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
The Black Keys- The Lengths
tell me where you're goin or
what is going wrong
I felt you leavin before
you'd even gone
and hold me now
or never ever hold me again
no more talk
can take me from this pain I'm in (pain i'm in)
see the moonlight shinin on
your window pane
see it leave you as
faithful as it came
please yourself so you
don't have to be afraid
make amends
or carry on another way (another way)
tell me what you were thinkin
to treat somebody so
the care he took the
lengths to which he'd go
coals are hot to walk
across without your shoes
but in the end
know that you got nothin to lose (nothin to lose)
what is going wrong
I felt you leavin before
you'd even gone
and hold me now
or never ever hold me again
no more talk
can take me from this pain I'm in (pain i'm in)
see the moonlight shinin on
your window pane
see it leave you as
faithful as it came
please yourself so you
don't have to be afraid
make amends
or carry on another way (another way)
tell me what you were thinkin
to treat somebody so
the care he took the
lengths to which he'd go
coals are hot to walk
across without your shoes
but in the end
know that you got nothin to lose (nothin to lose)
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