Songs of the Moment
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
Cds ashley wants [just so she can refer back]:
get real by the halo friendlies
drunken lullabies by flogging molly
very emergency by the promise ring
the mercury project by luckie strike
The red hot valentines' self titled album
orange rhyming dictionary by jets to brazil [!!!]
and any others, should you suggest them.
Thursday, May 01, 2003
Many's the day I took for granted
Breathing the air that sinlenced some
As the North Wind blew
With its head of thunder
Beating its breast with a war drenched song
Bathe awhile, awash in slumber
Cry what's left to sleep
Where you dream of the love you left forever
But pity no more nor grieve
For we're the kings of it all
For the day we were born
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Listen to the sound of dead men dying
March as they flee but exiled bound
Their ship once sailed no longer anchors
For gone is the green
And their hallowed gound
Toast to tears of times past glories
This ageless clock chime stalls
Where to kiss the lips of that love forgotten
To fly where no others have soared
For we're the kings of it all
For the day we were born
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Toast to tears of times past glories
This ageless clock chime stalls
Where to kiss the lips of that love forgotten
To fly where no others have soared
For we're the kings of it all
For the day we were born
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Friday, March 21, 2003
I can't believe the news today,
I can't close my eyes and make it go away.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? Tonight we can be as one.
Broken bottles under children's feet,
Bodies strewn across a dead end street,
But I won't heed the battle call,
It puts my back up, puts my back up
against the wall.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
And the battle's just begun,
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within our hearts,
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn
apart.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, Tonight we can be as one.
Tonight, tonight.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
Wipe your tears away,
Wipe your blood shot eyes.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
And it's true we are immune.
When fact is fiction and T.V. is reality,
And today the millions cry,
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die.
The real battle just begun.
To claim the victory Jesus won,
On a Sunday bloody Sunday,
Sunday bloody Sunday.
Saturday, February 08, 2003
The time has come, to reach a new realization 'tween me and you,
time to clear the rumors, sensations, and things that just are not true.
Well I thought I heard you behind me,
with a knife straight for my back.
It's quite clear that I'm back in the swing of the living,
although I might not be on the right track.
Oh, thought I might drown but its hard to keep a good man down
town's where you'll find me, threw some ill guy a hand.
Although I never listen girl, I damn well understand.
And you think, I'm so damn feeble.
I can't see through your lies, your just a crock of shit,
with a pretty smile, and I refuse to compromise.
Oh, your giving me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load.
You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can be found in a lie.
Maybe some grain of inspiration, for a song that's deep inside.
Oh, tears running down your face,
just screaming "look me in the eye".
Well I'm looking straight at your twisted face,
and it's enough to make me cry.
Oh the path is there for those who want to,
pay the price of loving you,
in more ways than one.
Wrapped around your finger,
but I think my time has come,
but I never can be too sure,
cuz I like to have a little fun.
Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun.
A mind is a precious thing to taste.
Monday, January 06, 2003
Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove
I'll be dancing with myself
If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself
So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove
I'll be dancing with myself
If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself
So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be dancing with myself
Tuesday, December 24, 2002
You remind me that I'm never going to be twenty-two
listening to the alarm waking up south of north avenue
my skin is going to wonder what I'm doing now.
So write me a letter,
tell me where you are
how to get there
and how long that it takes to tape me some songs.
Make me a mixtape
something old and something new
something I said or that we did
that reminds me of you make me a mixtape that makes me yours.
Don't leave out Husker Du.
Put something on that The Cars did in 1982.
It makes me yours.
Saturday, December 21, 2002
there's no place i could be without you
it's too far to discard the life i once knew, honestly
all the weathered storms i've braved
