Thursday, December 29, 2011

My Moon, My Man



"My Moon, My Man" - Feist

My moon, my man
So changeable and
Such a loveable lamb to me

My care, my coat
Leave on a high note
There's nowhere to go but on

Heart on my sleeve
Not where it should be
The song's out of key again

My moon's white face
What day and what phase
It's the calendar page again

Take it slow
Take it easy on me
And shed some light
Shed some light on me please
Take it slow
And shed some light
Shed some light on me please

My moon and me
Not as good as we've been
It's the dirtiest clean I know

My care, my coat
Leave on a high note
There's nowhere to go
There's nowhere to go

Take it slow
Take it easy on me
And shed some light
Shed some light on me please
Take it slow
And shed some light
Shed some light on me please

My moon my moon my man
My moon my moon my man
My moon my moon my man
My moon my moon my man





Saturday, December 17, 2011

Mystic Prism







Their Ideas are Fried in Fat

Posse Bonus - Tori Amos



This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
Because I like you

This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
‘cause I like you

Because I like you
‘cause I like you
porcupine
burrow your way
to freedom

This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
‘cause I like you

Eat your greens
Feed your head
Mind the doubts
they harvest them
Broccoli
Feed your head
Their ideas
are fried in fat

This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
‘cause I like you

Because I like you
‘cause I like you
porcupine
burrow your way
to freedom

You say you’re not bothered
to lie beneath pigs
then go on Laura
here’s a flower for your grave

This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
‘cause I like you
I like you
I like you




Thursday, December 15, 2011

Insatiable ~ Lily Frost

Rich man wants to find a soul
Young girl wants to be a bride
Always wanting, something's lacking
Everything seems brighter on the other side

If this waxing libertine
Ages waning, like wine
Something's waxing, something's waning
Everything seems brighter on the other side

Is it evil or divine
to want to feel sublime
by using drugs or yoga mudra
or a boss who tells you what to do
so you don't have think or be confused
about decisions anymore?

Making love without your eyes wide
limits intimate from reaching to its heights
Yin as yang and yang as yin
and future comes from what has been
and circles spin

Is it love or is it war
that keeps us wanting more?
Or is it everything combined and balanced
perfectly in simple synchronicity
defines its place in time and space
to grant you destiny?

Been awake since Thursday dawn, goes
just as easily as joy
In this random rapatation
Everything seems brighter on the other side

Is it money, is it fame
what will this life attain?
Or is it God - the last resort
before the fall into the pit of apathy
or Paris notions seamed with boring speculation
filled with trial and tribulation -
Where's inertia when you need it -
and the centrifuge defeated -
It takes all your force to relax, and be satisfied...

Insatiable
Insatiable





Saturday, December 3, 2011

When the King is Half-Undressed


The King is Half Undressed - Jellyfish

So this is where she stands at night
On this cold avenue of lights
The red and greens but mostly reds
For you he's stopping

In seeing him she knows him less
His stick is wet, she's half undressed
And all and all they're both obsessed
With so much nothing

I know it's hard for you to see
What lies behind's a mystery
If words could speak they'd mean even less
When the king is half undressed

She dots her "i's" with a smiley face
A work of art in all but taste
The fool deserves the bed he's made
Where idiots slumber

Divine she is to air this fate
A crack of smile through all this hate
Means nothing more in this nervous state
Of so much nothing

I know it's hard for you to see
The truth behind is misery
If words could speak they'd mean even less
When the king is half undressed

Blue autumns
Sunshine kisses
Hearts and flowers
And broken wishes

I know it's hard for you to see
What lies behind's a mystery
If words could speak they'd mean even less
When the king is half undressed

I know it's hard for you to see
The truth behind is misery
If words could speak they'd mean even less
When the king is half undressed