"I cringe for myself when I cringe for you" ~ Hello My Treacherous Friend, by OK Go
"Sing us a song to hum through the hours of dying" ~ Shortly Before the End, by OK Go
"And I've had recurring nightmares that I'm loved for who I am, and missed the opportunity to be a better man" ~ Hoodoo, by Muse
"You have so much to live for... I'm just dying to stay alive" ~ Show Me Something New, by Shout Out Louds
"You can drive those wheels to the end of the road--you will still find the past right behind you" ~ Carve Away the Stone, by Rush
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You know what it is about the moon that I love so much? It's a giant undifferentiated rock orbiting the earth at about 300,000km away, and I'm a tiny organism.
It puts me in my place.
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Used to cut through parking lots to save some time,
but now I walk the sides of streets on someone else's dime
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As gunslingers go, none better than I
have walked these roads; no mortal eye
as keen as mine has dared to pass
among the hills where life stood last.
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like days without jackets
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This is something we cannot solve by words alone. We're speaking chasms here.
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
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Thursday, March 11, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Thank You: Danny Elfman
The beauty of art is not inherent in the art itself. For me, the beauty of art is how it takes on new life in the eyes or ears of the viewers, the listeners, the readers. The way it touches people, the way it acts as a communicative tool of shared experience. The way it gives voice to those feelings we might not so easily express through more standard means of speech and thought.
Art is the link that transcends our mediocrity.
And for all this, I am indebted to artists of all sorts; men and women of all races and identites across the globe. Today I want to give my thanks in particular to Danny Elfman, hollywood composer and music director for many various works (in my case, I'm referring to the Terminator Salvation soundtrack).
If Mr. Elfman is master of nothing else, it is his pention for stirring string intervals layered over a solidly mounting low brass key change. There is a presence in his work that I cannot deny, and one that I cannot quite put to words either, so I'll suffice to say thank you and leave it at that.
Art is the link that transcends our mediocrity.
And for all this, I am indebted to artists of all sorts; men and women of all races and identites across the globe. Today I want to give my thanks in particular to Danny Elfman, hollywood composer and music director for many various works (in my case, I'm referring to the Terminator Salvation soundtrack).
If Mr. Elfman is master of nothing else, it is his pention for stirring string intervals layered over a solidly mounting low brass key change. There is a presence in his work that I cannot deny, and one that I cannot quite put to words either, so I'll suffice to say thank you and leave it at that.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
An unfinished song I intend to finish...
This poem's
about another guy
who's been
left living on emotional streets
and
This poem
could tell you how it is
for him
no time to question what the system's throwing down
for him
And this poem's
about the things he says
and does
and asks the people why they never seem to hear
his cry
But this poem
is not a substi-
tution for
the way you treat him when you see him downtown
and yet
we're living
in
a world of fascinating sights and sounds...
about another guy
who's been
left living on emotional streets
and
This poem
could tell you how it is
for him
no time to question what the system's throwing down
for him
And this poem's
about the things he says
and does
and asks the people why they never seem to hear
his cry
But this poem
is not a substi-
tution for
the way you treat him when you see him downtown
and yet
we're living
in
a world of fascinating sights and sounds...
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Everyone Wins
As I sit on my couch and watch the snow fall,
I wonder if you think about me at all.
Did I pass through your life like neutrinos through lead?
Or could it be that it's all in my head?
My back has been watched by the closest of friends
It's stupid to think now that this is the end
The snow is still falling and so are my tears
But crying is something that real men don't fear
The sad part is that in the end it won't matter
You're done and we're done and I must move much faster
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Even when it looks like all my time is gone
Even when it looks like my path is all wrong
I'm moving on
It's time I looked forwards, and no more behind
And after a while, another I'll find
She might not bake cookies that taste quite like yours
But she won't make me live my whole life on all fours
The funny part is, in the end it won't matter
You're done and I'm done and I'll shatter the plaster
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Even when it looks like all my time is gone
Even when it looks like my path is all wrong
I'm moving on
It always has been a tough pill to swallow
To try and accept that it's all for the best
Everyone wins meaning you meaning me
meaning all of the rest
I wonder if you think about me at all.
Did I pass through your life like neutrinos through lead?
Or could it be that it's all in my head?
My back has been watched by the closest of friends
It's stupid to think now that this is the end
The snow is still falling and so are my tears
But crying is something that real men don't fear
The sad part is that in the end it won't matter
You're done and we're done and I must move much faster
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Even when it looks like all my time is gone
Even when it looks like my path is all wrong
I'm moving on
It's time I looked forwards, and no more behind
And after a while, another I'll find
She might not bake cookies that taste quite like yours
But she won't make me live my whole life on all fours
The funny part is, in the end it won't matter
You're done and I'm done and I'll shatter the plaster
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Even when it looks like all my time is gone
Even when it looks like my path is all wrong
I'm moving on
It always has been a tough pill to swallow
To try and accept that it's all for the best
Everyone wins meaning you meaning me
meaning all of the rest
Monday, December 22, 2008
Move Along - All American Rejects
Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone stands <-days are wasted thinking this... either because it's false or because it's useless
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your <-whose life? the speaker's, or someone else's?
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold <-if only you could see...
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone <-especially when your hope is gone...
Move along, move along just to make it through <-can do, will do, must do
Move along
Move along
So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends <-so be careful or you'll lose more than just yourself
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold <-are they?
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong we move along <-if, then
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through [x3]
(Move along) (Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
When you fall everyone stands <-days are wasted thinking this... either because it's false or because it's useless
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your <-whose life? the speaker's, or someone else's?
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold <-if only you could see...
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone <-especially when your hope is gone...
Move along, move along just to make it through <-can do, will do, must do
Move along
Move along
So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends <-so be careful or you'll lose more than just yourself
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold <-are they?
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong we move along <-if, then
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through [x3]
(Move along) (Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
The End of a World, Muse - Showbiz
Controlling my feelings for too long
I've always been an emotional person... I'll be moved by a movie or book, and my eyes will moisten. But I'll never let a tear fall.
Controlling my feelings for too long
Sometimes I just need to vent, to reach out and touch the world. To know that I am a force and that force is me, and I can do amazing things.
Controlling my feelings for too long
Sometimes I erupt, and destruction follows in my wake. I look back and smile a half smile. Do you not see? I have just proven my existence.
Controlling my feelings for too long
My actions will create consequences; this is unavoidable. But those consequences create conflict in the now, and in releasing them I free myself.
Forcing our darkest souls to unfold
I must learn to know myself. My whole self. The good and the bad. The right and the wrong.
And forcing our darkest souls to unfold
I must learn to define myself. To rediscover the person I was, and choose the person I will be. But I must have the entire picture. I must know from where I come and to where I am going.
Pushing us into self destruction
In a way, I am creating myself as a monstrosity, only to pick out the best parts and destroy the rest.
Pushing us into self destruction
In a way, I am defragmenting myself, forcing out bad clusters and packing my useful data together. I am creating new spaces within which I can move forward and assimilate new clusters.
And they make me
Make me dream your dreams
And they make me
Make me scream your screams
Insanity mounting, I will endure. To resist is to be targeted - to be targeted is to be in the right. To claim the right is insanity. I will endure.
Trying to please you for too long
Trying to please you for too long
Visions of greed you wallow
Visions of greed you wallow
Visions of greed you wallow
Visions of greed you wallow
I must do something amazing. I must. It is who I am, what I am. It is the air I breathe. It is I who must push onwards, it is I who must face the reality of life, it is I who must forge the hammer to break through the walls of this existence and forge a path into the beginning of the end.
And they make me
Make me dream your dreams
And they make me
Make me scream your screams
I must become a master of the mind. Of my mind, of all minds. I must choose how best to achieve this.
Controlling my feelings for too long
Controlling my feelings for too long
And forcing our darkest souls to unfold
And forcing our darkest souls to unfold
And pushing us into self destruction
And pushing us into self destruction
Faster and faster the memories curl at the edges as they blacken and burn away. But the words will never cease to exist, first found in the rocks of the mountains, they were written with finality, forever destined along their path to this point, whereupon they separate into ash and scatter with the wind. And in the face of the winds, I will scream anew - I will scream freedom.
And they make me
Make me dream your dreams
And they make me
Make me scream your screams
And in finding myself, I will find you. And the drumbeats of our hearts will forever beat into the end of the days. They may beat together - they may not. But the both of them will beat and they will decide us. This is the unalterable truth. This is the mission. This is the passion. This is the end of a world and the building of another. This is me.
I've always been an emotional person... I'll be moved by a movie or book, and my eyes will moisten. But I'll never let a tear fall.
Controlling my feelings for too long
Sometimes I just need to vent, to reach out and touch the world. To know that I am a force and that force is me, and I can do amazing things.
Controlling my feelings for too long
Sometimes I erupt, and destruction follows in my wake. I look back and smile a half smile. Do you not see? I have just proven my existence.
Controlling my feelings for too long
My actions will create consequences; this is unavoidable. But those consequences create conflict in the now, and in releasing them I free myself.
Forcing our darkest souls to unfold
I must learn to know myself. My whole self. The good and the bad. The right and the wrong.
And forcing our darkest souls to unfold
I must learn to define myself. To rediscover the person I was, and choose the person I will be. But I must have the entire picture. I must know from where I come and to where I am going.
Pushing us into self destruction
In a way, I am creating myself as a monstrosity, only to pick out the best parts and destroy the rest.
Pushing us into self destruction
In a way, I am defragmenting myself, forcing out bad clusters and packing my useful data together. I am creating new spaces within which I can move forward and assimilate new clusters.
And they make me
Make me dream your dreams
And they make me
Make me scream your screams
Insanity mounting, I will endure. To resist is to be targeted - to be targeted is to be in the right. To claim the right is insanity. I will endure.
Trying to please you for too long
Trying to please you for too long
Visions of greed you wallow
Visions of greed you wallow
Visions of greed you wallow
Visions of greed you wallow
I must do something amazing. I must. It is who I am, what I am. It is the air I breathe. It is I who must push onwards, it is I who must face the reality of life, it is I who must forge the hammer to break through the walls of this existence and forge a path into the beginning of the end.
And they make me
Make me dream your dreams
And they make me
Make me scream your screams
I must become a master of the mind. Of my mind, of all minds. I must choose how best to achieve this.
Controlling my feelings for too long
Controlling my feelings for too long
And forcing our darkest souls to unfold
And forcing our darkest souls to unfold
And pushing us into self destruction
And pushing us into self destruction
Faster and faster the memories curl at the edges as they blacken and burn away. But the words will never cease to exist, first found in the rocks of the mountains, they were written with finality, forever destined along their path to this point, whereupon they separate into ash and scatter with the wind. And in the face of the winds, I will scream anew - I will scream freedom.
And they make me
Make me dream your dreams
And they make me
Make me scream your screams
And in finding myself, I will find you. And the drumbeats of our hearts will forever beat into the end of the days. They may beat together - they may not. But the both of them will beat and they will decide us. This is the unalterable truth. This is the mission. This is the passion. This is the end of a world and the building of another. This is me.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Butterflies and Hurricanes - Muse
change,
everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called
fights, battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead
best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now
change,
everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called
fights and battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead
best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now
don't,
let yourself down
don't let yourself go
your last chance has arrived
best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now
everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called
fights, battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead
best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now
change,
everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called
fights and battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead
best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now
don't,
let yourself down
don't let yourself go
your last chance has arrived
best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now
Monday, October 15, 2007
Resist - Rush
Absolutely moving and stunning.
I can learn to resist
Anything but temptation
I can learn to co-exist
With anything but pain
I can learn to compromise
Anything but my desires
I can learn to get along
With all the things I cant explain
I can learn to resist
Anything but frustration
I can learn to persist
With anything but aiming low
I can learn to close my eyes
To anything but injustice
I can learn to get along
With all the things I dont know
You can surrender
Without a prayer
But never really pray
Pray without surrender
You can fight
Without ever winning
But never ever win
Without a fight
I can learn to resist
Anything but temptation
I can learn to co-exist
With anything but pain
I can learn to compromise
Anything but my desires
I can learn to get along
With all the things I cant explain
I can learn to resist
Anything but frustration
I can learn to persist
With anything but aiming low
I can learn to close my eyes
To anything but injustice
I can learn to get along
With all the things I dont know
You can surrender
Without a prayer
But never really pray
Pray without surrender
You can fight
Without ever winning
But never ever win
Without a fight
Sunday, September 30, 2007
The Pretender - Foo Fighters
Keep you in the dark you know they all pretend
Keep you in the dark and so it all began
Send in your skeletons
Sing as their bones come marchin' in... again
The need you buried deep
The secrets that you keep are at the ready
Are you ready?
I'm finished makin' sense
Done pleading ignorance
That whole defense
Spending this energy
But the wheel is spinnin' me, it's never ending, never ending
Same old story
What if I say I'm not like the others
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays
You're the pretender
What if I say I will never surrender
In time or so I'm told
I'm just another soul for sale, oh well
The page is outta print
We are not permanent, we're temporary, temporary
Same old story
I'm the voice inside your head, you refuse to hear
I'm the face that you have to face, mirroring your stare
I'm what's left, I'm what's right, I'm the enemy
I'm the hand that'll take you down, bring you to your knees
So, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Keep you in the dark and so it all began
Send in your skeletons
Sing as their bones come marchin' in... again
The need you buried deep
The secrets that you keep are at the ready
Are you ready?
I'm finished makin' sense
Done pleading ignorance
That whole defense
Spending this energy
But the wheel is spinnin' me, it's never ending, never ending
Same old story
What if I say I'm not like the others
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays
You're the pretender
What if I say I will never surrender
In time or so I'm told
I'm just another soul for sale, oh well
The page is outta print
We are not permanent, we're temporary, temporary
Same old story
I'm the voice inside your head, you refuse to hear
I'm the face that you have to face, mirroring your stare
I'm what's left, I'm what's right, I'm the enemy
I'm the hand that'll take you down, bring you to your knees
So, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Saturday, September 22, 2007
The Way - Fastball
This song makes me think of us. Of the Dominists. Because as much as we profess our intellect, we don't really know the way yet.
I had a teacher once who told me that I only talk in circles. The thing of it is, so what if I do? At least I'm not afraid to talk.
So who cares if we don't know where we're going yet? We intend to in time.
They made up their minds
And they started packing
They left before the sun came up that day
An exit to eternal summer slacking
But where were they going
Without ever knowing the way?
They drank up the wine
And they got to talking
They now had more important things to sayAnd when the car broke down
They started walking
Where were they going without ever knowing the way?
Anyone could see
The road that they walk on is paved in gold
And it's always summer, they'll never get cold
They'll never get hungry
They'll never get old and gray
You can see their shadows
Wandering off somewhere
They won't make it home
But they really don't care
They wanted the highway
They're happy there today , today
The children woke up
And they couldn't find 'em
They Left before the sun came up that day
They just drove off
And left it all behind 'em
But where were they going without ever knowing the way?
I had a teacher once who told me that I only talk in circles. The thing of it is, so what if I do? At least I'm not afraid to talk.
So who cares if we don't know where we're going yet? We intend to in time.
They made up their minds
And they started packing
They left before the sun came up that day
An exit to eternal summer slacking
But where were they going
Without ever knowing the way?
They drank up the wine
And they got to talking
They now had more important things to sayAnd when the car broke down
They started walking
Where were they going without ever knowing the way?
Anyone could see
The road that they walk on is paved in gold
And it's always summer, they'll never get cold
They'll never get hungry
They'll never get old and gray
You can see their shadows
Wandering off somewhere
They won't make it home
But they really don't care
They wanted the highway
They're happy there today , today
The children woke up
And they couldn't find 'em
They Left before the sun came up that day
They just drove off
And left it all behind 'em
But where were they going without ever knowing the way?
Friday, August 3, 2007
Rough Draft
Rough Draft is a band that I encountered during my trip to Orlando, Florida for the LCMS National Youth Gathering.
They are, in short, amazing. Not only do they have good lyrics and instrumentals, they have a great message. Yes, they are a Christian band, and that may turn some of you away from them, but they don't talk so much about God as they do the issues we all face as people.
Their focus deals with teen suicide, cutting, sex, drugs, alcohol and other forms of self abuse, and to top it all off, they are only 17 years old (with exception of the lead singer/guitarist, who is 16).
They're worth a listen or two.
They are, in short, amazing. Not only do they have good lyrics and instrumentals, they have a great message. Yes, they are a Christian band, and that may turn some of you away from them, but they don't talk so much about God as they do the issues we all face as people.
Their focus deals with teen suicide, cutting, sex, drugs, alcohol and other forms of self abuse, and to top it all off, they are only 17 years old (with exception of the lead singer/guitarist, who is 16).
They're worth a listen or two.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Battle's Done - For Emily
He sits alone in a darkened room, tries to set the mood...
with a single lamp, and a guitar amp, he hasn't got a clue.
He's been waiting there for the muse to strike.
But he never looked inside.
Because he's writing bout a battle that's been done for years
So what's a soldier to do?
Got his hand above the paper but the words don't come
Gonna grab his gun.
To remember 'bout the days before the broadcast came
And they sent the soldiers home.
Now he's looking in the mirror but there's something wrong
He's known it all along.
It's missing pictures of the girl who saved him from himself
Where else does she belong?
Because the battle's done.
And the war is won.
And his sorrow's something new.
So he did the first thing
That he could've done
And he wrote this song for you.
And she knows everything he needs to feel at home.
Because the battle's done and the girl is won, oh oh.
And when she tells him that he'll never be alone, he knows it's happening.
And you know everything I need to feel at home.
Because my battle's done and my girl is won, say yes, if you mean it.
And if you tell me that I'll never be alone, I'll know it's happening.
They say that loneliness is like battlefield
Either choose to yield or search for something more
And that's what I found in you.
with a single lamp, and a guitar amp, he hasn't got a clue.
He's been waiting there for the muse to strike.
But he never looked inside.
Because he's writing bout a battle that's been done for years
So what's a soldier to do?
Got his hand above the paper but the words don't come
Gonna grab his gun.
To remember 'bout the days before the broadcast came
And they sent the soldiers home.
Now he's looking in the mirror but there's something wrong
He's known it all along.
It's missing pictures of the girl who saved him from himself
Where else does she belong?
Because the battle's done.
And the war is won.
And his sorrow's something new.
So he did the first thing
That he could've done
And he wrote this song for you.
And she knows everything he needs to feel at home.
Because the battle's done and the girl is won, oh oh.
And when she tells him that he'll never be alone, he knows it's happening.
And you know everything I need to feel at home.
Because my battle's done and my girl is won, say yes, if you mean it.
And if you tell me that I'll never be alone, I'll know it's happening.
They say that loneliness is like battlefield
Either choose to yield or search for something more
And that's what I found in you.
Friday, May 25, 2007
The First Of Me - Hoobastank
The unofficial Dominism theme song.
I must make a choice
A tough decision
Listen to my voice
[Or] should I give in
To temptation, admiration
One leads to myself
The other someone else
Just an empty shell
Just an empty shell
It's harder than it seems
When you're told that
All your hopes and dreams
Are yours to hold if
You just give them
What's expected
Something they can sell
Put upon a shelf
But I am not for sale
I am not for sale
I hear a voice inside
It's growning to a scream
I'm not the next of them
I am the first of me
'cause I can't live the lie
I am just what you see
I'm not the next of them
I am the first of me
If I can't refuse
The prize they offer
I am sure to lose
And I will suffer
Sell my soul to make a profit
All I have to do
Is make believe it's true
That something I can't do
That something I can't do
So when the waiting's gone
This time to face the truth
You know your good enough
Deep down inside of you
You're finally woken up
If only just to prove
You were born to lead the way
And be the first of you
I must make a choice
A tough decision
Listen to my voice
[Or] should I give in
To temptation, admiration
One leads to myself
The other someone else
Just an empty shell
Just an empty shell
It's harder than it seems
When you're told that
All your hopes and dreams
Are yours to hold if
You just give them
What's expected
Something they can sell
Put upon a shelf
But I am not for sale
I am not for sale
I hear a voice inside
It's growning to a scream
I'm not the next of them
I am the first of me
'cause I can't live the lie
I am just what you see
I'm not the next of them
I am the first of me
If I can't refuse
The prize they offer
I am sure to lose
And I will suffer
Sell my soul to make a profit
All I have to do
Is make believe it's true
That something I can't do
That something I can't do
So when the waiting's gone
This time to face the truth
You know your good enough
Deep down inside of you
You're finally woken up
If only just to prove
You were born to lead the way
And be the first of you
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
It's a Crazy World - Mac McAnally
Younger men don't seem to need a purpose
They just stand and fight for anybody's cause
And older men see livin' as a circus
The ones who stand up for the longest need applause
From the young ones who proclaim to have the answers
To the questions no one ever asked before
And they cheer and have parades, but when it's over
They don't claim to know the answers anymore.
And it's a crazy world, but I live here
And if you can hear me singin' so do you
And I'm turnin' out my night light feelin' satisfied
That there's nothin' anyone of us can do
No there's nothin' anyone of us can do.
Baby's cry all day sometimes for nothin'
And I have cried all day for not much more
Well it ain't easy when you hate the things you're lovin'
And you wonder what or maybe who you're lovin' for
And girls seem to think that they're the chosen ones
And when women choose to let well enough alone
And it's their business 'til you stick your nose in one's
And then you've got yourself some problems of your own.
They just stand and fight for anybody's cause
And older men see livin' as a circus
The ones who stand up for the longest need applause
From the young ones who proclaim to have the answers
To the questions no one ever asked before
And they cheer and have parades, but when it's over
They don't claim to know the answers anymore.
And it's a crazy world, but I live here
And if you can hear me singin' so do you
And I'm turnin' out my night light feelin' satisfied
That there's nothin' anyone of us can do
No there's nothin' anyone of us can do.
Baby's cry all day sometimes for nothin'
And I have cried all day for not much more
Well it ain't easy when you hate the things you're lovin'
And you wonder what or maybe who you're lovin' for
And girls seem to think that they're the chosen ones
And when women choose to let well enough alone
And it's their business 'til you stick your nose in one's
And then you've got yourself some problems of your own.
Monday, January 1, 2007
Invincible - OK Go
When they finally come to destroy the earth, they'll have to go through you first. I bet they won't be
expecting that. When they finally come to destroy the earth, they'll have to deal with you first,and now
my money says they won't know about the thousand Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes. Invincible.
You're invincible. That crushing, crashing, atom-smashing, white-hot thing... It's invincible. When they
finally come, what'll you do to them? Gonna decimate them like you did to me? Will you leave them stunned
and stuttering? When they finally come, how will you handle them? Will you devastate them deliberately?
'Cause I'm gonna guess they won't be prepared for thousand Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes.
Invincible. You're invincible. That crushing, crashing, atom-smashing, white-hot thing... It's invincible.
So, please use your powers for good. You're invincible.
That's how you get the drop on them. Secretive, unexpected. Even I can fall victim to this type of attack. But please use your powers for good.
Anonymnity. We'll see how long you can play that out.
You're taking me seriously, that I appreciate. I must commend you on dumbfounding me, but not for long. You see, I'm on the hunt. And Sherlock Holmes always gets his man.
Invincible? Yeah, the both of us.
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