amusing

I don't really know or like the band, but they do have probably the funniest opening lyrics:

"You make me come...

You make me complete...

You make me completely miserable"

-- Lit; 'Miserable'

call it as you see it

- "God, who are those two skanks Lee's brought in?"

-"Erm, that would be his girlfriend... and her mother..."

-"Oh..."

Here I dreamt I was an architect

(extracts only. by the decemberists)


and here i dreamt i was a soldier
and i marched the streets of Birkenau
and i recall in spring
the perfume that the air would bring
to the indolent town
where the barkers call the moon down
the carnival was ringing loudly now
and just to lay with you
there's nothing that i wouldn't do
save lay my rifle down

...

and i am nothing of a builder
but here i dreamt i was an architect
and i built this balustrade
to keep you home, to keep you safe
from the outside world
but the angles and the corners
even though my work is unparalelled
they never seemed to meet
this structure fell about our feet
and we were free to go

...

and here in spain i am a spaniard
i will be buried with my marionettes
countess and courtesan
have fallen 'neath my tender hand
when their husbands were not around...

and we are vagabonds
we travel without seatbelts on
we live this close to death

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I wouldn't change being a vagabond, traveling without a seatbelt on... living close to death

not a word

I guess the reason I don't take praise very well is, simply, because I don't believe a word people say to me. Which is odd, because I believe the criticism.

angst - nothing worhtwhile and everything to blog.

I won't (but I might)

'Between the Bars' - as sung by Madeline Peyroux,

( Elliott Smith )

Drink up, baby
Stay up all night
Things you could do
You won't but you might

The potential you'll be
You'll never see
Promises you'll only make
Drink up with me now
And forget all about
Pressure of days
Do what I say
And I'll make you okay
And drive them away
Images stuck in your head

People you've been before
That you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I’ll keep them still

Drink up, baby
Look at the stars
And I'll kiss you again
Between the bars
Where i'm seeing you there
With your hands in the air
Waiting to finally be caught

Drink up one more time
And I'll make you mine
And keep you apart
Deep in my heart
Separate from the rest
Where I like you the best
Keep the things you forgot

The people you've been before
That you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still