tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9814003078596460602009-11-25T11:41:34.331-08:00FREDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16643854920327729376noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-981400307859646060.post-22063394240606256942009-11-25T09:50:00.001-08:002009-11-25T11:41:34.587-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kFK17fWz8Ts/Sw1udz4lY-I/AAAAAAAABkU/iF6eV6lITT8/s1600/mockup1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kFK17fWz8Ts/Sw1udz4lY-I/AAAAAAAABkU/iF6eV6lITT8/s400/mockup1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408100185964635106" /></a><br /><br /><b>Sky Flowers</b><div>If you wanna lock me out</div><div>Feel it when it falls out of the farthest mouth</div><div>Are you ready to keep me out?</div><div>Leave that light on</div><div>The cemetery has to sing someone's song.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Poolside</b></div><div>I can't figure out how this works</div><div>I can't make it out in the murk</div><div>I want to know everything</div><div>I want to stop</div><div>I can't help me out</div><div>I don't work</div><div>No, I can't figure out.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Spring St.</b></div><div>All confound the fall from God</div><div>And all be slain</div><div>When the night comes down the street</div><div>It's in your street</div><div>It's in your bloodstream</div><div>How come you failed out on your well-intentioned decree?</div><div>Well, where is it now?</div><div>It's in your bloodstream.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>How We Live</b></div><div>All the people and all the kids</div><div>Don't get worried about how you live</div><div>It's how you live</div><div>Everybody, when you get sick</div><div>It's not a problem</div><div>It's how you live.</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/981400307859646060-2206339424060625694?l=citycenterlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>FREDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16643854920327729376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-981400307859646060.post-47244430290405902342009-10-26T09:39:00.000-07:002009-10-27T17:19:43.999-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kFK17fWz8Ts/SuXQ8wC-nxI/AAAAAAAABi0/4ISTVgYuCRo/s1600-h/mladycity.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kFK17fWz8Ts/SuXQ8wC-nxI/AAAAAAAABi0/4ISTVgYuCRo/s400/mladycity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396949470581530386" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cops Don't Care</span><br />The cops are here and they don't care<br />They told me to tell you to do anything that you want to<br />The line at the Dairy Queen on the first day of spring<br />Why doesn't it feel good?<br />Your cigarettes don't understand you<br />So what dead kid will we hang out with now?<br />And whose severed hand is always scratching at your window?<br />It's finally done<br />We're gonna just let the whole thing flood<br />There's nowhere to go now<br />And now he wants to get to know you<br />Get out.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Heat Isn't The Word</span><br />I wanna walk down to where the street ends<br />To where there's nothing<br />No friends<br />And bury inside the deepness of a dead heart<br />I'm gonna walk out<br />You see me covered<br />But heat isn't the word.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/981400307859646060-4724443029040590234?l=citycenterlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>FREDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16643854920327729376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-981400307859646060.post-41635525096855213822009-10-05T11:48:00.000-07:002009-10-05T11:51:54.873-07:00Wash out all the regular faces from the aperature<br />Everyone smiles at the beautiful<br />With nothing to say<br />Long lights burn the afternoon<br />The past runs through the living room<br />And in a while time will talk to you <br />Or get in your way<br />Too cold for an early death<br />Zen kids in the accident<br />All of the flowers that the families left <br />Grew in their place<br />And if they fall<br />Cover them all with a blanket of love<br />So sick of the things I want<br />A scarecrow terrified by a distant caw<br />Morning is mocking night club parking lots in the new light of day<br />Raw lights burn the room to dust<br />Time passes notes illedgibley written and nebulous<br />And in a while time will talk to us<br />With nothing to say.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/981400307859646060-4163552509685521382?l=citycenterlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>FREDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16643854920327729376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-981400307859646060.post-91127501645771016802009-05-29T19:57:00.000-07:002009-06-09T09:15:51.610-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kFK17fWz8Ts/SiCmWA50szI/AAAAAAAABQ0/cnCIJ51Lrc0/s1600-h/10116.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kFK17fWz8Ts/SiCmWA50szI/AAAAAAAABQ0/cnCIJ51Lrc0/s400/10116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341452055191270194" border="0" /></a><br /><b>Killer Whale</b><br />The places we are are cold and slow<br />Everyone else is gone<br />Don't let me go<br />How do you feed the love you know?<br />Everyone else is gone<br />Don't let me go<br />I can't reach you<br />The waves rush to keep you<br /> You know you don't get through the way like you used to<br />Landscape is littered with thoughtless flow<br />Everyone else is gone<br />Don't let me go<br />Trains never come<br />Stop the snow<br />Everyone else is gone<br /> Don't let me go<br />I can't reach you<br />The waves come to eat you<br />You know you don't get through the way like you used to<br />I can't see you<br />Submerged in the see-through<br />Underwater killer whale<br /> <br /><b>Open/House</b><br />Open up your window<br />Show me where you are<br />The light inside your house keeps everybody out<br />But there must be a reason for the way you are<br />The rabbit bit the cord<br />And everyone ignored him<br /> Teenagers know that they're going crazy<br />They run from stage to stage to stage<br />Their broken bones are just another part of the play<br />Clenched jaw and always raw frustration<br />Subject to change and change and change<br /> My heart, for now, is just another part of where you could stay<br />Hurt house with all the windows open<br />See out through layers of soft mistakes<br />My flash on you is just another part of the play.<br /><br /><b>Gladest<br /> </b>I couldn't stand to show you<br />But it's harder now<br />Love makes a sound like all things falling<br />Farther and farther down<br />What about the waiting end<br />What did you find out in that shining darkness<br /> There with handfuls of wet money and breathing freedom<br />I didn't know how to show you<br />But it's harder now.<br /><br /><b> Bleed Blood<br /></b>If you don't feed me anything<br />I'll be the last to bloom<br />In some summer-soft epiphany<br />Thinking about the humans<br />Tumors on top of tumors<br />On top of the reprimanding<br />Turn off your house<br /> Tear up your heart<br />Turn down your hooves<br />And hand in your feelings<br />You're feeling all the time<br />You're breathing<br />Even when there's nothing on your mind<br />You and your friends all place your bets<br /> Who'll be the first one erased?<br />I get off work at seven o clock<br />And then I get replaced<br />It seems so cold<br />And it seems so strange<br />To watch beautiful people when they kiss on the street<br />How do you feel when you aren't yourself?<br /> You're trying to catch up with a feeling<br />And then you are bleeding blood again<br />We're bleeding from the same place<br />And we always try<br />If you don't feed me anything<br />I'll be the last to bloom<br /> In some city-wide soft summary<br />Of someone else's beauty<br />Terror on top of terror<br />On top of the light that gets in<br />Don't get upset<br />And don't forget to listen to your feelings<br />Feel it all the time<br /> You're bleeding<br />And love is wanting more.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cloud Center</span><br /><b></b>Drink up all the houses you lived in and then you threw away<br />Go with your friends cause you're going to anyway<br />"Hands in the poison" means<br />"I've spent so long pretending<br /> When I start understanding I get scared."<br /> Write down the address you left and turn in the keys<br />On your heels<br />Believe what you're going to believe<br />You know that when you add up all the places you've been<br />And when you sift through all the ceilings you've stayed with<br /> And when you drink up all the houses<br />It won't ever be enough<br />Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough<br />They do what they want to do<br />And they'll ask you.<br /><br /><b>You Are A Force<br /></b>When you are alone you are a force<br /> And you have what you need<br />When you are alone you are a force<br />And you have what you want<br />Give back<br />Give some new love<br />When you are alone you are a force<br />An invisible force<br />At the depths of the sea<br />In the ocean of streets.<br /><br /><b>Summer School<br /></b>I can't see you after class<br />Water wheel<br />Why a lifetime has to pass?<br />Did they lock you out again?<br />Someone said "No one's here to be your friend."<br />No one hears you when you cry alone<br />No one hears you when there's no one home<br />I can't talk to you no more<br />But I'm hiding in the pile of clothes on your floor<br />And I'm still shouting from the street<br />Can't hear, some song on repeat<br />When they locked you out<br />I was on the inside<br />When they locked you out my insides screamed<br />When they locked you out<br />I saw the future like you see a memory.<br /><br /><b><br />Young Diamond</b><br /> You don't have to know right now<br />And you don't have to have everything figured out<br />We won't let you starve<br />We won't let you fail<br />The invisible arms of all your friends are there<br />If you drink too much and you throw up<br />We'll be there<br />We'll hold your hair<br />We'll take care<br />Baltimore can be a scary place when you're all alone<br />But please know you're not alone<br />We won't let you feel like everythings over<br />Won't let you feel like you're going to die<br /> You're not going to die<br />You're not going to die<br />I know Baltimore can be a scary place and so can New York<br />So can everywhere outside<br />And you feel all alone<br />But you're not alone<br />This breaking is an opening<br /> This end is a beginning.<br /><b><br />Unfinished Hex</b><br />At night nothing gets better<br />Ready for you to come over me like failing rain<br />And I wonder what holds your hands down at your sides<br />And said an unfinished hex over me<br />And set an unfinished hex over me<br />At night<br />Nothing is ending<br />No one is the new one<br />The older one gives back to the way that you love me<br />The way that I love you<br />The way I will<br />And say an unfinished hex over me<br />And said an unfinished hex over me.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">These two songs replace "Cloud Center" on the LP version:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Teen</span><br />I was them when I began<br />So don't pretend like you don't know<br />Listening<br />Are you listening?<br />With angry times and hands of teenage snow<br />We were them<br />When we began<br />So call your friends and let them know<br />Surfacing, always transmitting<br />With angry times<br />Hands marked teenage show<br />I was dead when I began<br />So every friend is someone I don't know<br />Listening while we're transmitting broken code<br />Teens ate snow.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gold Girls</span><br />Show me all the things you love and I'll become them<br />Show me all the things you love and I'll become them<br />Show me all the things you love and I'll become them<br />With your gold girls and your gone girls<br />Show me all the things you love and I'll destroy them<br />Show me all the things you love and I'll destroy them<br />Show me all the things you love and I'll destroy them<br />With your gold girls and your gone girls<br />Can't win you over<br />Can't let you down<br />Any further now<br />Show me all the things you love and I'll destroy them<br />Put all of the things you love where I can't find them<br />Take all of the things you love, take them and hide them<br />With your gold girls and your gone girls.<br /><br /><br /><b> </b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/981400307859646060-9112750164577101680?l=citycenterlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>FREDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16643854920327729376noreply@blogger.com0