Libertine Intermission (track, song)

jibber · 01-27-2006, 05:06 AM

here's the song, talk about it.

We beat around the bush,
But haven’t landed on any one
Definitive definition for
What it is we’re doing.
But the truth is blinding and
There’s no use in labeling
This mirage as reality,
We’re both adults we can handle
The plastic truth we’re living.
The time for unrealistic fantasies
Has long since left the ground.
So don’t lift up your feet,
Neither of us is looking for,
A saccharine flight of fancy.
Don’t look at this the wrong way,
Cynicism breeds a sweet molestation,
Such an indulgent taste of bitter honesty.
A welcome break from exhausting
Elation and picture-perfect hallucinations.
So let’s keep on track with,
This impetuous stimulant since
Good things must end, and
We’re on a shrewd incline.
Walls will fall and the remains will be
Too menacingly tangible to maintain.

sleepy jack · 02-18-2006, 02:15 PM

I think tis very good nothing really to add the flows nice..

jibber · 02-18-2006, 05:53 PM

haha, wow i'd forgotten i'd posted this. it's still a work in progress, and i've been playing around with it to divide it into seperate verses and adding a chorus. i'll post the updated verision when i've got something more concrete. that said, anyone else have any critiques or thoughts on it?

anyways, here's the newest version, any comments?

We beat around the bush,
But haven’t landed on any one
Definitive definition for
What it is we’re doing.
But the truth is blinding and
There’s no use in labeling
This tantalizing mirage as reality.

Don’t look at this the wrong way,
Cynicism breeds a sweet molestation,
Such an indulgent taste of bitter honesty.
A welcome break from exhausting
Elation and picture-perfect hallucinations.

We’re both adults we can handle
The plastic truth we’re living.
The time for unrealistic fantasies
Has long since left the ground.
So don’t lift up your feet,
Neither one of us is looking for,
A saccharine flight of fancy.

Don’t look at this the wrong way,
Cynicism breeds a sweet molestation,
Such an indulgent taste of bitter honesty.
A welcome break from exhausting
Elation and picture-perfect hallucinations.

So let’s keep on track with,
This impetuous stimulant since
Good things must end, and
We’re on a shrewd incline.
Walls will fall and the remains will be
Too menacingly tangible to maintain.

TrampInaTux · 02-19-2006, 03:58 AM

Yeah I think it's really cool. I especially like the last few lines and like Misfits said the flow is really nice.

PS I like the life story you gave me! Although it's not true at all, but still it's funny.

jibber · 02-22-2006, 11:42 PM

thanks guy, anyone else have suggestions or critiques? seriously, be brutal.

either/or · 02-28-2006, 01:24 AM

alot of big words in this does turn me off it a bit. it just makes it seem less like something you're feeling and more of like a science report on the whole thing. i more or less just said the same thing to hobojesus in his other song thingy peace sorry for not liking some of it im never harsh LET ME BE HARSH FOR ONCE WAAAHH

01-27-2006, 05:06 AM	#1 (permalink)
jibber Freeskier Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople... Posts: 1,536	Libertine Intermission here's the song, talk about it. We beat around the bush, But haven’t landed on any one Definitive definition for What it is we’re doing. But the truth is blinding and There’s no use in labeling This mirage as reality, We’re both adults we can handle The plastic truth we’re living. The time for unrealistic fantasies Has long since left the ground. So don’t lift up your feet, Neither of us is looking for, A saccharine flight of fancy. Don’t look at this the wrong way, Cynicism breeds a sweet molestation, Such an indulgent taste of bitter honesty. A welcome break from exhausting Elation and picture-perfect hallucinations. So let’s keep on track with, This impetuous stimulant since Good things must end, and We’re on a shrewd incline. Walls will fall and the remains will be Too menacingly tangible to maintain. __________________ What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER

02-18-2006, 05:53 PM	#3 (permalink)
jibber Freeskier Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople... Posts: 1,536	haha, wow i'd forgotten i'd posted this. it's still a work in progress, and i've been playing around with it to divide it into seperate verses and adding a chorus. i'll post the updated verision when i've got something more concrete. that said, anyone else have any critiques or thoughts on it? anyways, here's the newest version, any comments? We beat around the bush, But haven’t landed on any one Definitive definition for What it is we’re doing. But the truth is blinding and There’s no use in labeling This tantalizing mirage as reality. Don’t look at this the wrong way, Cynicism breeds a sweet molestation, Such an indulgent taste of bitter honesty. A welcome break from exhausting Elation and picture-perfect hallucinations. We’re both adults we can handle The plastic truth we’re living. The time for unrealistic fantasies Has long since left the ground. So don’t lift up your feet, Neither one of us is looking for, A saccharine flight of fancy. Don’t look at this the wrong way, Cynicism breeds a sweet molestation, Such an indulgent taste of bitter honesty. A welcome break from exhausting Elation and picture-perfect hallucinations. So let’s keep on track with, This impetuous stimulant since Good things must end, and We’re on a shrewd incline. Walls will fall and the remains will be Too menacingly tangible to maintain. __________________ What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER

02-22-2006, 11:42 PM	#5 (permalink)
jibber Freeskier Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople... Posts: 1,536	thanks guy, anyone else have suggestions or critiques? seriously, be brutal. __________________ What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER

02-28-2006, 01:24 AM	#6 (permalink)
either/or Don't think twice Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: A basement on the hill Posts: 352	alot of big words in this does turn me off it a bit. it just makes it seem less like something you're feeling and more of like a science report on the whole thing. i more or less just said the same thing to hobojesus in his other song thingy peace sorry for not liking some of it im never harsh LET ME BE HARSH FOR ONCE WAAAHH __________________ Painstaking devotion and love Surrendered to self preservation From others who care for themselves A blindness that touches perfection But hurts just like anything else Isolation, isolation, isolation

02-19-2006, 03:58 AM	#4 (permalink)
TrampInaTux that's my war face. Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 1,418	Yeah I think it's really cool. I especially like the last few lines and like Misfits said the flow is really nice. PS I like the life story you gave me! Although it's not true at all, but still it's funny.