Monday, June 25, 2012

Wind and Walls

Well always will and would is while you thought you heard him say
So you drifted off to see what's not in yourself
Light is turning slowly, will it lay I ought on the plains
No more night to watch you, roll back in no relief of no rain

It's the same sounds of rivers that you axis it with it
And telling people lies of lying treasures and cares
Nothing's more revealing than the dancer and the doubt
Waving to forget what's never gone, always right, never right

And all these riots of broken sound
Like the last voice you heard
Then you drowned

This is where your passion end of seasons and distress
And this is where you breath and walk and know they will aim
Light is turning slowly to the hand upon your chest
So lay it on the plains where there is fun, there is love, there is rest

From all these riots of broken sound
While you sleep on the track every night

tallest man on earth

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Thrasher

With a one-way ticket to the land of truth
And a suitcase in my hand
How I lost my friends I still don't understand

They had the best selection
They were poisoned with protection
There was noting that they needed
Nothing left to find
They were lost in rock formation
Or became park bench mutations
On the sidewalk and in the stations
They were waiting, waiting

So I got bored and left them there
They were just deadweight to me
Better down the road without that load

neil young