terça-feira, 17 de dezembro de 2013

I was the fool beside you

where are you going?
can I come with you?
I don't feel right
when you're not here

quinta-feira, 12 de dezembro de 2013

that lonely heart won't set you free

and even though I sent you flowers
you didn't know that they were ours
don't wait to find what's in the past
don't wait to see what doesn't last
don't fret about what doesn't suit ya
try to forget about the future
and even though it took you hours
I didn't notice all the flowers

do you ever get tired or sick of wild love?
do you ever want peace or ever want quiet love?
do you ever get tired or sick of wild love?
do you ever get sick?
do you ever want peace or maybe quiet love?
c'mon and try

sexta-feira, 6 de dezembro de 2013

vox celeste

open up my thoughts
tell me if you see
some meaning
take me all apart
so that I can see
the pieces
I could understand
if you showed to me
the

     missing

terça-feira, 3 de dezembro de 2013

maybe it's crazy to hope for something more

a black television screen
snow white and black
deep and open
splashing against the windows
looking out onto a three-terrace town
there's a garden, gray-green
and cherry blossoms

get in in the morning
all seasons here, saved for a rainy day
climb in beside you
a part of a hole
watch the clock for half an hour
an orange and its peel
it's cold on the outside
there's steam on the windows
a star in a night sky
and I put myself there all the time
a gentle beauty
you let me forget again
and I snore on and on 
you let me forget again 
forget how it feels to be wrong

funny how everything makes you feel low when you are already low

sexta-feira, 29 de novembro de 2013

amanaemonesia


seriously, what the hell
how can a video be so catchy? so beautiful

segunda-feira, 30 de setembro de 2013

you in your autumn sweater

not much friday night, pinball, lower east side
walked out of the past and into the bar
I used to think about you all the time
I would think about you all the time
now it just feels weird, that there you are
the damage is done
feeling like a kid again, my eyes are glued to the floor
I hope I mumbled goodbye as you walked out the door
the damage is done

"this song is so incredibly powerful to me. it's about that feeling where you love someone so much, and then all of the sudden they aren't part of your life anymore, and soon you don't think about them at all. this is a good thing, because you've moved past the pain of a broken heart, but it's also very sad, because that love didn't survive. the tone makes me think this song is all about the sad part. you don't wanna be in pain anymore but you wish it just could've worked out in the beginning."

maybe it's wrong paying attention to those times but I feel vulnerable and that was the closest I got to feeling something. je suis fatigué.

sexta-feira, 20 de setembro de 2013

I made a bridge between us then I slowly burned it

I wrote a poem on a dog biscuit
and your dog refused to look at it
so I got drunk and looked at the empire state building
it was no bigger than a nickel
and if I don't improve
then I have to move
I never thought that I would end up here
maybe I should just change my style
but I feel alright when you smile
I stayed at home on the fourth of july
and I pulled the shades so I didn't have to see the sky
and I decided to have a bed-in
but I forgot to invite anybody
and when I fell asleep
the neighbors had a peep
I never thought that I would end up here
maybe I should just change my style
but I feel alright when you smile

segunda-feira, 16 de setembro de 2013

just hand me down, give me a place to be

listen, the snow is falling over town
listen, the snow is falling everywhere
between empire state building and between trafalgar square
listen, the snow is falling over town
listen, the snow is falling over town

listen, the snow is falling everywhere
between your bed and mine
between your head and my mind

listen, the snow is falling over town
between tokyo and paris
between london and dallas
between your god and mine
listen, the snow is falling everywhere

snow dream
snow fall
snow fly
listen
listen

snow
between your bed and mine
between your head and my mind

sexta-feira, 24 de maio de 2013

I'm polluted by my bloody

talking shit about a pretty sunset
blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon
I've changed my mind so much I can't even trust it
my mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself