The latest song for my try-to-learn-piano-parts-and-fill-in-the-rest endeavor.
Move to New York City
Take your woman by the hand
Leave her there with your things on the doorstep
And there's no way around it
Could this be our last dance?
So fall asleep with the tv darling
I'll be back again
~Twenty Years
Augustana, Can't Love, Can't Hurt
The songs that matter, when they matter, and why they matter -- to me, at least.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
4/25/10
Brand New hits the nail on the head everyyyytime. with killer guitar solos to top it off.
"last night they said the fire had spread
then we said our prayers
and now the flames are burning me in my bed
but I just don't care
we all go to sleep in the same place
and in the morning, hope that we're all the same
just sit around like broke down cars in the lot
waiting for repairs
there you go
there it goes
well, I wish that I was as good as you
caring and trusting
and I wish that my condition was new
but I'm old and rusting
we just hurry up only to wait
add to the list of all the places we hate
I pretend like I got something to say
but I've got nothing
now I know that you stole
from the cradles they were rocked in
you took the first words that they spoke
yeah, you stole
so if I'm a liar and you're a thief
at least we both know where the other one sleeps
let's end this tonight
because you stole
from the cradles they were rocked in
you took the first words that they spoke
yeah, you stole"
~You Stole,
Brand New, Daisy
"last night they said the fire had spread
then we said our prayers
and now the flames are burning me in my bed
but I just don't care
we all go to sleep in the same place
and in the morning, hope that we're all the same
just sit around like broke down cars in the lot
waiting for repairs
there you go
there it goes
well, I wish that I was as good as you
caring and trusting
and I wish that my condition was new
but I'm old and rusting
we just hurry up only to wait
add to the list of all the places we hate
I pretend like I got something to say
but I've got nothing
now I know that you stole
from the cradles they were rocked in
you took the first words that they spoke
yeah, you stole
so if I'm a liar and you're a thief
at least we both know where the other one sleeps
let's end this tonight
because you stole
from the cradles they were rocked in
you took the first words that they spoke
yeah, you stole"
~You Stole,
Brand New, Daisy
Thursday, April 22, 2010
4/22/10
This song made me cry today. Nothing puts a stone in my stomach like dead or dying love. Sometimes I can't speak about it, but it's true. Sad, sad songs do it, though.
"Poke at my iris, why can't I cry about this?
Maybe there is something that you know that I don't?
We adopt a brand new language, communicate through pursed lips,
You try not to put on any sexy clothes or graces.
I might never catch a mouse and present it in my mouth
And make you feel you're with someone who deserves to be with you.
But there's one thing we've got going and it's the only thing worth knowing.
It's got lots to do with magnets and the pull of the moon.
Why won't our love keel over as it chokes on a bone?
We can mourn its passing and then bury it in snow.
Or should we kick its cunt in and watch as it dies from bleeding.
If you don't want to be with me just say and I will go.
Well we can change our partners, this is a progressive dance,
But remember it was me who dragged you up to the sweaty floor.
Well this has been a reel
I've got shin-splints and a stitch
But like a drunken night it's the best bits that are coloured in
Should look through some old photos I adored you in every one of those.
If someone took a picture of us now they'd need to be told that we had ever clung and tied a navy knot with arms at night
I'd say she was his sister but she doesn't have his nose.
And now we're unrelated and rid of all the shit we hated,
But I hate when I feel like this and I never hated you."
~Poke,
Frightened Rabbit, The Midnight Organ Fight
"Poke at my iris, why can't I cry about this?
Maybe there is something that you know that I don't?
We adopt a brand new language, communicate through pursed lips,
You try not to put on any sexy clothes or graces.
I might never catch a mouse and present it in my mouth
And make you feel you're with someone who deserves to be with you.
But there's one thing we've got going and it's the only thing worth knowing.
It's got lots to do with magnets and the pull of the moon.
Why won't our love keel over as it chokes on a bone?
We can mourn its passing and then bury it in snow.
Or should we kick its cunt in and watch as it dies from bleeding.
If you don't want to be with me just say and I will go.
Well we can change our partners, this is a progressive dance,
But remember it was me who dragged you up to the sweaty floor.
Well this has been a reel
I've got shin-splints and a stitch
But like a drunken night it's the best bits that are coloured in
Should look through some old photos I adored you in every one of those.
If someone took a picture of us now they'd need to be told that we had ever clung and tied a navy knot with arms at night
I'd say she was his sister but she doesn't have his nose.
And now we're unrelated and rid of all the shit we hated,
But I hate when I feel like this and I never hated you."
~Poke,
Frightened Rabbit, The Midnight Organ Fight
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
4/20/10
"I won't regret saying this,
this thing that I'm saying,
Is it better than keeping my mouth shut?
That goes without saying
Call, break it off
Call, break my own heart
Maybe I would have been
Something you'd be good at
Maybe you would have been
Something I'd be good at
But now we'll never know
I won't be sad
But in case
I'll go there
Everyday,
To make myself feel bad
There's a chance
I'll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do
I won't be out long
But I still think it better if
You take your time
Coming over here
I think that's for the best ."
~Call it Off
Tegan and Sara, The Con
this thing that I'm saying,
Is it better than keeping my mouth shut?
That goes without saying
Call, break it off
Call, break my own heart
Maybe I would have been
Something you'd be good at
Maybe you would have been
Something I'd be good at
But now we'll never know
I won't be sad
But in case
I'll go there
Everyday,
To make myself feel bad
There's a chance
I'll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do
I won't be out long
But I still think it better if
You take your time
Coming over here
I think that's for the best ."
~Call it Off
Tegan and Sara, The Con
4/20/10
"Cause when I fly solo,
I fly so high"
~I Can Barely Breathe,
Manchester Orchestra, I'm Like a Virgin Losing a Child
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