scott dunbar - Tinfoil hat
I'ma tell my eyes not to see no colours
Gon tell my ears not to take no lovers
Gon keep my head underneath the covers
Keep my eyes on you
I don't need no others
Throw away all my old letters
Gon sit in the kitchen and trim my feathers
Got a picture of you to replace the sky
If I lose you in a crowd
I'll sit down and cry
Dee dee dee...dee-a
I said Dee dee dee...
I got a tinfoil hat to keep me from dreaming
Gonna sip my wine and stare at the ceiling
I'ma gonna keep my smiles in the breadbox
Til you get home
And choke them down with water
When you leave me all alone
Im gonna tell my eyes not to see no colours
Gonna tell my ears not to take no lovers
Gonna keep my head underneath the covers
Ill keep my eyes on you I don't need no others
I throw away all my old letters
Gonna sit in the kitchen and trim my feathers
Got a picture of you to replace the sky
If I lose you in a crowd
I'll lay down
I'll lay down
I'll lay down
I'll lay down
I'll lay down
And I'll die
Dee dee dee...dee-a
I said dee dee...
I don't need
I don't need
I don't need
I don't need
I don't need no others.
Monday, March 21, 2016
Thursday, March 17, 2016
"I’ll be the first in the river and the last to swim"
I sometimes feel like I move slower than the rest of the world.
I constantly find myself wanting to do or say something after the moment to do so has already passed.
Maybe I just process things slower.
I know this effects my social ability. It's one of the reasons I dislike groups larger than 3 people.
It's just too much information happening at once.
It's also the reason I dislike shopping malls and walmart. Too much stuff going on at once.
Sensory overload.
I can hear myself saying, "I should have said that, I should have done this, I forgot to mention this, Why didn't I do that at the time"
anyway just some thoughts
Strand of Oaks - Last to Swim
I lost all my teeth last night
And held them in my hand
Cavity filled and crumbling
It happens more than I understand
Then I understand
So I put them in a velvet poach
Carried them to the flumes
That’s’ where I ‘m meeting you
We used the steam as ropes
And climbed with the hot air
We can see so much clearer
Up here
When all the mosquitoes
Are lying at my window
My kids don’t know how to read
I’m going to write you a letter
Saying all the cities problems
Are coming after me
When the Wyoming Valley caves in
I’ll be the first in the river and the last to swim...
I constantly find myself wanting to do or say something after the moment to do so has already passed.
Maybe I just process things slower.
I know this effects my social ability. It's one of the reasons I dislike groups larger than 3 people.
It's just too much information happening at once.
It's also the reason I dislike shopping malls and walmart. Too much stuff going on at once.
Sensory overload.
I can hear myself saying, "I should have said that, I should have done this, I forgot to mention this, Why didn't I do that at the time"
anyway just some thoughts
Strand of Oaks - Last to Swim
I lost all my teeth last night
And held them in my hand
Cavity filled and crumbling
It happens more than I understand
Then I understand
So I put them in a velvet poach
Carried them to the flumes
That’s’ where I ‘m meeting you
We used the steam as ropes
And climbed with the hot air
We can see so much clearer
Up here
When all the mosquitoes
Are lying at my window
My kids don’t know how to read
I’m going to write you a letter
Saying all the cities problems
Are coming after me
When the Wyoming Valley caves in
I’ll be the first in the river and the last to swim...
Friday, March 4, 2016
"I look for a fire door. An escape from the drums and barking"
something I wish someone had told me a few years back:
Either go to school or get a job that has advancement opportunities.
But start now.
Right now.
Do something!
Either you will have a degree or (hopefully) be in a decent work position 10yrs down the road.
Currently in a position of neither.
kinda sucks.
well that's my life. Pretty dang exciting.
Frightened Rabbit - The Woodpile
Far from the electric floor
Removed from the red meat market
I look for a fire door
An escape from the drums and barking
Bereft of all social charms
Struck dumb by the hand of fear
I fall into the corner's arms
The same way that I've done for years
I'm trapped in a collapsing building
Come find me now, where I hide and
We'll speak in our secret tongues
So will you come back to my corner?
Spent too long alone tonight
Would you come brighten my corner?
A lit torch to the woodpile (aye)
Dead wood waits to ignite
There's no spark on a dampened floor
A snapped limb in an unlit pyre
Won't you come and break down this door?
I'm trapped in an abandoned building
Come find me now, where I hide and
We'll speak in our secret tongues
So will you come back to my corner?
Spent too long alone tonight
Would you come brighten my corner?
A lit torch to the woodpile (aye)
Come find me now, where I hide and
We'll speak in our secret tongues
p.s. These guys are on tour. Check em out:
http://frightenedrabbit.com/
Either go to school or get a job that has advancement opportunities.
But start now.
Right now.
Do something!
Either you will have a degree or (hopefully) be in a decent work position 10yrs down the road.
Currently in a position of neither.
kinda sucks.
well that's my life. Pretty dang exciting.
Frightened Rabbit - The Woodpile
Far from the electric floor
Removed from the red meat market
I look for a fire door
An escape from the drums and barking
Bereft of all social charms
Struck dumb by the hand of fear
I fall into the corner's arms
The same way that I've done for years
I'm trapped in a collapsing building
Come find me now, where I hide and
We'll speak in our secret tongues
So will you come back to my corner?
Spent too long alone tonight
Would you come brighten my corner?
A lit torch to the woodpile (aye)
Dead wood waits to ignite
There's no spark on a dampened floor
A snapped limb in an unlit pyre
Won't you come and break down this door?
I'm trapped in an abandoned building
Come find me now, where I hide and
We'll speak in our secret tongues
So will you come back to my corner?
Spent too long alone tonight
Would you come brighten my corner?
A lit torch to the woodpile (aye)
Come find me now, where I hide and
We'll speak in our secret tongues
p.s. These guys are on tour. Check em out:
http://frightenedrabbit.com/
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