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Several expendable limbs were at stake
You were a prince, spinning rims
All sentiments Indian-given and half-baked
I was brought in on a palanquin
Made of the many bodies of beautiful women
Brought to this place, to be examined
Swaying on an elephant, a princess of India
We both want the very same thing
We are praying I am the one to save you
But you don't even own your own violence
Run away from home, your heard is still blue
With the loneliness of you mighty men
With your jaws, and fists, and guitars and pens
And your sugarlip, but I've never been to the firepits
With you mighty men
Who made you this way
Who made you this way
Who is going to bear your beautiful children
Do you think you can just stop
When you're ready for a change
Who will take care of you
When you're old and dying
You burn in the Mekong
To prove your worth
Go long, go long
Right over the edge of the earth
You have been wronged
Tore up since birth
You have done harm
Others have done worse
Will you tuck your shirt
Will you leave it loose
You are badly hurt
You're a silly goose
You are caked in mud
And in blood, and worse
Chew your bitter cud
Grope your little nurse
Do you know why my ankles are bound in gauze
Sickly dressage, a princess of Kentucky
In the middle of the woods which were the probable cause
We danced in the lodge like two panting monkeys
I will give you a call, for one last hurrah
And if this tale is tall, forgive my scrambling
But you keep palming along the wall
Moving at a blind crawl, but always rambling
Wolf-spider, crouch in your funnel nest
If I knew you, once, now I know you less
In the sinking sand, where we've come to rest
Have I had a hand in your loneliness
When you leave me alone in this old palace of yours
It starts to get to me, I take to walking
What a woman does is open doors
And it is not a question of locking or unlocking
Well, I have never seen such a terrible room
Gilded with the gold teeth of the women who loved you
Now, though I die, Magpie, this I bequeath
By any other name, a Jay is still blue
With the loneliness of you mighty men
With your mighty kiss that might never never end
While, so far away, in the seat of the West
Burns the fount of the heat of that loneliness
There's a man who only will speak in code
Backing slowly, slowly down the road
May he master everything
That such men may know
About loving, and then letting go
We won't be disappointed
We'll fight like girls for our place at the table
Our room on the floor
We'll set off the geese of Beverly Road
Hey, love, we'll get away with it
We'll run like we're awesome, totally genius
Hey, love, we'll get away with it
We'll run like we're awesome
We're the heirs to the glimmering world
We're drunk and sparking, our legs are open
Our hands are covered in cake
But I swear we didn't have any
I swear we didn't have any
Hey, love, we'll get away with it
We'll run like we're awesome, totally genius
Hey, love, we'll get away with it
We'll run like we're awesome
We're the heirs to the glimmering world
Oh, come, come be my waitress and serve me tonight
Serve me the sky tonight
Oh, come, come be my waitress and serve me tonight
serve me the sky with a big slice of lemon
We're the heirs to the glimmering world
- Mood:
optimistic - Music:Life on Mars, David Bowie
- Mood:
annoyed
And she was lying in the grass
and she could hear the highway breathing.
And she could see a nearby factory
She's making sure she is not dreaming.
See the lights of a neighbor's house
now she's starting to rise.
Take a minute to concentrate and she opens up her eyes.
The world was moving
she was right there with it and she was -
The world was moving
she was floating above it and she was - and she was.
And she was drifting through the backyard
And she was taking off her dress.
And she was moving very slowly rising up above the earth.
Moving into the universe and she's drifting this way and that.
Not touching the ground at all and she's up above the yard.
The world was moving
she was right there with it and she was -
The world was moving
she was floating above it and she was -
And she was glad about it
no doubt about it
She isn't sure about what she's done
- Mood:
drained
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Kid Cudi.
But what you need is a new body
It feels your brain has lived a thousand lives before
And the skin you call your home
Holds a heart that quits and knees that buckle in
And lungs that can't breathe when they're alone
And the days come to you like sailors
You watch them as they drift away
They meet the sunrise out at the horizon
And it's neither sink nor swim
At least the water's beneath your chin
There's blood spilled on the floor
Everyone's staring at you
What for?
Till you realize the blood is probably yours
You feel you've lost something
You want it back
You're lying motionless on your back
And your legs aren't taking anymore requests
Those disobedient wrecks
How you cared for them as they carried you
From class to class and coast to coast
When you owned land and when you were broke
Through recessions and addictions
It's just your accidental death
The semester is pretty much over, I just have exams to get through and then I get to go to Rome...but honestly thinking about Rome does not offer any real relief because I'm so overwhelmed by all I have to get done, all the time. Things with my Dad continue to be awful and heartbreaking. He isn't even talking to me...not that I think he even could if he wanted to right now because I guess he's in a rehab or a psych ward or something. HAHA oh my god my life. Ugh. I just feel so tired all the time. I drink way too much. I smoke way too much. I eat way too much. I'm trying not to be miserable, but I think I may be trying a little too hard. Ted is basically the only thing keeping me sane and that's just because he'll buy slushies and but vodka in them and take be to Sadie Katz when I feel like shit. Alright well this was way more maudlin then I intended it to be. I think that that fact that it's snowing outside right now has just depressed me.
- Mood:
gloomy - Music:Magpie to the Morning, Neko Case
The most tender place in my heart is for strangers
I know it's unkind but my own blood is much too dangerous
Hangin' round the ceiling half the time
Hangin' round the ceiling half the time
Compared to some I've been around
But I really tried so hard
That echo chorus lied to me with its
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on."
In the end I was the mean girl
Or somebody's in-between girl
Now it's the devil I love
And that's as funny as real love
I leave the party at three a.m.
Alone, thank God
With a valium from the bride
It's the devil I love
And that's as funny as real love
And that's as real as true love
That echo chorus lied to me with its
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on."
- Mood:
busy - Music:The Mountain Goats, Get Lonely
The past came crawling back. I wasn't exactly happy to see it. As usual, I have no idea what's going on in his head. I told myself it would be totally lame to post song lyrics about this. Oh who am I kidding.
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
- Mood:
excited - Music:Traveling Willbury's
Tired and wired we ruin too easy
sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave
Back in the arctic north. Apparently, the only thing I managed to do this entire break was train myself to not be able to go to bed before two am. boo, you whore.
- Mood: content
Last involved all the usual Naked Bike Ride shananigans: dancing in my underwear, yelling at people, freezing my ass off and drinking drinking drinking.
I love Burlington. I'm glad to have a few days next week where I don't have to do anything. I can just enjoy Burlington without the stress of finals hanging over me.
Saturday I'm shipping up to Boston for the night. My party dress is really short and really tight. Andrea keeps telling me I have to wear leggings under it instead of tights. What a prude. As soon as this exam is over I'm going to be so happy.
- Mood: busy
- Music:Champion Angel, The Low Anthem
