"If I can't be with you, you might as well read this..."
I stole that today from [Noah's blog]. I don't really know who Noah is, but I sure do like the title of his blog.
"When life gives you lemons, squeeze them in someone's face and run like hell."
Okay. With that said, I love these lyrics. They're all remnants from songs by The Mountain Goats.
All Up The Seething Coast
Carry an apple in my pocket
I write reminders on my skin
Clip meaningless pictures from old magazines
I tape them to the walls
It's a bad place I'm in
And nothing you can say or do will stop me
And a thousand dead friends can't stop me
I go back to places I remember
See what's been going on without me
Stare down the strangers at the bus stop
Pretend they've been gossiping about me
Dance Music
Okay, so I'm seventeen years old
You're the last best thing I got going
But then the special secret sickness
Starts to eat through you
What am I supposed to do?
No way of knowing
So I follow you down your twisting alleyways
Find a few cul-de-sacs of my own
There's only one place this road ever ends up
And I don't wanna die alone
Let me down, let me down, let me down gently
When the police come to get me
I'm listenin' to dance music
Dance music
International Small Arms Traffic Blues
My love is like a powder keg
My love is like a powder keg in the corner of an empty warehouse
Somewhere just outside of town
About to burn down
Lab Rat Blues
I saw you, and I sank into your eyes.
I'm not going to apologize.
Letter From Belgium
When we walk out in the sunlight we tell everyone we know it hurts our eyes
When the real reason we don't like it is that it makes us wonder if we're dying
Lonesome Surprise
I had a name
Had a place
But like the clothes I wear
The holes grow everywhere
'Til it's like having nothing at all
Here's your lonesome surprise
Walked out of my shower, feeling more wet than baptized
New Star Song
I hung pictures of you from every lamp post in town
As the humidity climbed into numbers I don't care to repeat
The air was heavy and the sky was alive
And the Pacific Starlight train wasn't due in 'til 11:45
No Children
I am drowning.
There is no sign of land.
You are coming down with me,
Hand in unlovable hand.
And I hope you die,
I hope we both die.
I didn't get to finish reading all of the lyrics that I wanted to... So... I'll just close with these for now.
Palmcorder Yajna
Send somebody out for soda
Comb through the carpet for clues
Reflective tape on our sweatpants
Big holes in our shoes
Every couple minutes someone says he can't stand it any more
Laugh lines on our faces
Scale maps of the ocean floor
And I dreamt of a camera
Pointing out from inside the televsion
And the aperture yawning and blinking
And the headstones climbed up the hills
If anybody comes to see me
Tell 'em they just missed me by a minute
If anybody comes into our room while we're asleep
I hope they incinerate everybody in it
And I dreamt of a factory
Where they manufactured what I needed
Using shiny new machines
And the headstones climbed up the hills
Goodnight.
6 comments:
hey thanks. i named my blog that because i go to school in the greater area of Los Angeles and my family lives about 8 hours away. It's a great way to communicate no?
It is indeed a great way to communicate. Unfortunately for me, very few people read this blog. If they did, perhaps they'd understand me a bit better. Anyway. Congratulations on having a cool blog name. :)
Then I should probably make it a point to update with quality material...
I read yours nearly everyday. :)
i think maux and jacob have crushes on each other.
That's a great story. Waiting for more. » »
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