środa, 29 lutego 2012

night 331 - The Magnetic Fields - Epitaph for My Heart



"Caution: to prevent electric shock do not remove cover
No user-serviceable parts insde Refer servicing to qualified
service personnel"
Let this be the epitaph for my heart Cupid put too much poison in the dart
This is the epitaph for my heart because it's gone, gone gone
and life goes on and on anon and death goes on, world without end
and you're not my friend Who will mourn the passing of my heart
Will its little droppings climb the pop chart Who'll take its ashes and,
singing, fling them from the top of the Brill Building And life goes on,
and dawn, and dawn and death goes on, world without end and you're
not my friend

niedziela, 12 lutego 2012

night 328 - Shearwater-Black Eyes



Come down from the lion's back
call down to the endless sleepers
bring light to the dimming days
that run in an endless stream
now

In the black of the eye
in the heat of the act
is a crack in the ice

Come down from the iron wheel
come back from the endless labor
look down on the rolling waves
that strike on the crumbling reef
now

is what the body becomes
in the bellow aloud
in the crack of the drum
and as the body dies
what is left from the heart
burns white

No light on the western shore
no sign of the ships at anchor
no sound but the roaring winds
no warmth but the life behind the eye

and what the body allows
is a flash in the heart
until the memory dies
and a forever life
is an infinite lie
hung wide

piątek, 10 lutego 2012

night 327 - Father John Misty - Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings




Jesus Christ, girl
What are people gonna think
When I show up to one of several funerals
I've attended for grandpa this week
With you
With me

Someone's got to help me dig
Someone's got to help me dig

Jesus Christ, girl
It hasn't been long so it seems
Since I was picking out an island and a tomb for you
At the Hollywood Cemetery
You kiss
On me

We should let this dead guy sleep
We should let this dead guy sleep

Jesus Christ, girl
I laid up for hours in a daze
Retracing the expanse of your American back
With Adderall and weed in my veins
You came
I think
Cause the marble made my cheeks look pink
But I'm unsure of so many things

Someone's got to help me dig
Someone's got to help me dig
Someone's got to help me dig

night 326 - Wolves - Phosphorescent