Wednesday, February 11, 2009

As Something:

AS HEAVY AS my sleepy eyelids
AS SLOW AS a tired mind
AS DEAD AS the autumn leaves
AS BRISK AS some morning joggers
AS RED AS a pinot noir stained tongueAS HAPPY AS a drag queen in a leotard

Frivolity


So I start a revolution from my bed
Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside, summer time’s in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace; take that look from off your face
You aint never gonna burn my heart out – Oasis, ‘Don’t Look Back in Anger’

Melt me down
To big black armour
Be no trace of grace just in your honour
Lower me down, culprit sigh you can watch the space in time
For the lead and the dregs in my bed I’ve been sleeping
Lower me down in the end
Secure the ground for the layer parade. – Cat Power, ‘The Greatest’

The night is full of holes
This bullet ripping sky of ink with gold
They twinkle as the boys play rock and roll
They can’t dance at least they know
I can sell the beat, mask them for the check
Girl with crimson nails, there’s Jesus round her neck
Swinging to the music, swinging to the music – U2, ‘Vertigo’

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