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10-07-2007, 09:44 PM | #42 (permalink) |
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I am the horizon.
I have dreamed of tracing rings around this world. My arms are stretched to forever. My fingers shake with the fear of control. The fear I know you all know so well. We all lay claim to our destinies. Yet we all rise and fall with the current. |
10-07-2007, 11:13 PM | #43 (permalink) | |
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what song is this? the first two lines are so familiar. |
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10-08-2007, 12:52 PM | #49 (permalink) |
Destroyer of Guitars
Join Date: Sep 2007
Location: Arizona
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And if you save yourself, you will make him happy. He'll keep you in a jar, and you'll think you're happy. He'll give you breathing holes, then you'll think you're happy. He'll cover you with grass, and you'll think you're happy. - Sappy
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04-29-2008, 08:46 PM | #50 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Apr 2008
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favorite lyrics?
I was lisstening to the music on my iTunes and I started thinking, what is your favorite lyrics from all your colection of music. Considering there a a ton of people here I belive that we can expose other people and expose ourself to some awesome music that we have never heard of. Well anyways, I will start.
I like at the moment. (I change my fav song everyday) Hotcha Girls Ugly Casanova. --- Smells like autumn smells like leaves you don't know that you'll rust and not belong so much and then get left alone. suck it up take a ride and take a walk dont you know that the old folks home smells so much like my own the hotcha girls on the palasades dime store keets, pretty birds, pretty birds. mamas little truck rose, her dancy feet, her happy laugh. We were dropping dimes on the ponies, in the cul de sac casting shadows throwing sparks. We left our teeth marks on the barrle of a gun.... the clipper ship across your chest. Turns out the pony only had one truck, a wink for the truck stop boys. they learned it all from the polaroids. smells like autumn smells like leaves you dont know that you'll rust and not belong so much and ten get left alone. suck it up, take a ride and take a walk, font you know that old folks home smells so much like my own home. Time bends light. Paints are peeling, wait out side, take four rights. the hotcha girls in the palasades, dime store keets, pretty birds pretty mouths. Glass eyes and wooden teeth, the engine rusting in deep deep sleep, it waits. The mail came from miles away, the post man is always late, and we wait and we wait. tight lipped like a big old mouth, the goverment workers all headed south while it rained glassy eyes and the wooden teeth, the engine rusted in deep deep sleep. And it wait, and it waits, to awake. --- well that is the lyric that I like at this moment, I would like ,now, to know what are your favorite lyrics, at this moment.
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