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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
When my love complained, every word
A breath on my last dandelion And so lovers will leave and their tears Souvenirs for the very first time I searched the world reluctant To find a lover enthusiastic Speak to me barely if at all When I was a boy, funny things Water wings kept you confident A belly of wine, similar To keep yourself indifferent And I scraped the bargain basement Bought a lover less than fantastic Spoke to me barely if at all Taste perfume that burns my throat And I am free of envelope Squeeze an instant out of me And she placed a hand between our lips How could anything be so precious She kissed me barley if at all And she, with her hand between our lips Gave me what we now have in common She left me barely if at all |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
And if I ever drive you mild, and
Suffering this open kiss And I'm barely juvenile When everyone is outrageous, And I alone will be sleeping through The afternoon And if I ever drive your style, and Suffering your day predicted With no ability to rile And every yawn in contagious And I alone will be sleeping through The afternoon I should drive you mild ever drive you mild ever drive you mild ever drive you mild |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
I turned the volume up this morning
till there was ringing in my ears i haven't felt this good in years Another villain on the cover of every major magazine the victim somewhere in between See how they twist and shout And as i'm searching for the story subscription card falls to the floor i'm losing interest more and more To pick it up i'm bending over out of the corner of my eye I see a pair of blazing thighs See how they twist and shout See how they twist and shout I straighten up to look her over and up my back a shooting pain it's bound to settle in my brain Another villain on the cover of every major magazine the victim somewhere in between See how they twist and shout See how they twist and shout |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
We are for today
We are for the moment We are a crusade But we are invalid 1 am rummaging Stained my hands on her antique 2 am Reverend Girl I am so indifferent I am whatever 3 am cellophane Suffocates my favorite things 4 am The reverend girl Seems that the more we're achieving, The less chance of leaving this world With a reverend girl Another lover wakes me Head upon a window pane Before the thunder shook us She could always smell the rain A year is dissipating Another hail cannot disdain Never mind the thunder Now my lover smells like Now my lover smells like Now my lover smells like rain |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
I'm visiting
The ground's a little weathered where I Stood right field in my neighborhood I was mostly last Always least dig it At graduation everyone Will throw their hats into sun Then they'll drop like flies to the sea This is not my cup of tea And valerie The winter won't be keeping her around I'm nailing leaves to the ground But it feels like sand underneath Dig it She's never letting me forget I've always been an idiot And at times like this I agree This is not my cup of tea Crash In a wrinkle of steel we are gone Will my last breath be a yawn Watching then sorting debris This is not my cup of tea |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
You never seen nobody as divine as
She can see reflections In her own eyes An admission of desire, On a handsome afternoon Is an ovation to her ego In her everyone is everything and Everything is mine Ms. Marceau You don't need another, You'll always be your own hero Myself Ms. Marceau You don't need another, you'll always Be your own hero As if we're speaking in Another language Every word means I, me, Mine every hello every good No escape to the life of the average It's an ovation to my ego In her everyone is everything and Everything is mine We're very fortunate to have her here Accounts are empty and my friends Deserted long ago but She say that I'm okay, so I'm okay |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
When i was young i knew everything
and she a punk who rarely ever took advice now i'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice I can't be held responsible cause she was touching her face I won't be held responsible she fell in love in the first place For the life of me i cannot remember what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise for the life of me i cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins we were merely freshmen My best friend took a week's vacation to forget her his girl took a week's worth valium and slept now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his head on the floor thinks about her now and how he never really wept he says I can't be held responsible cause she was touching her face I won't be held responsible she fell in love in the first place For the life of me i cannot remember what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise for the life of me i cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins we were merely freshmen We've tried to wash our hands of all of this we never talk of our lacking relationships and how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our heads on the floor we fell through the ice when we tried not to slip, we'd say I can't be held responsible cause she was touching her face I won't be held responsible she fell in love in the first place For the life of me i cannot remember what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise for the life of me i cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins we were merely freshmen we were merely freshmen we were only freshmen |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
If you want beautiful, pitiful,
Have me in a picture And if you want make me dance, Throw me round spin upon your Finger Blind labors the blind and I am Unwilling to uncover my eyes And if you want take your time rifle Through, find a very nice one If there's a crease in my face over Time, there's plenty more where That came from Words, frozen, will thaw when I am Wasted, I am better shut up And a frame is quite confining Hang me up...hang me up I'm in the photograph When I'm alone and the world is a Fist, I am weightless A universe, gravitate, orchestrate, I am fearless And spin, the sky surrounding free From all the picture perfect And spin the sky surrounding, Larger than life, meanwhile revious |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
I should be half a mile from here
I will go anywhere she goes Shoulder the bags of a previous lover I will go anywhere she goes Sleep on the pillow that reeks Of another A will of mine to be impressive I'm an amorous man I will go anywhere she goes Travel whenever, whatever the distance The court deemed me to be offensive I'm an ominous man Once love is unanimous No order demands I should be half a mile from here The court deemed me to be obsessive I'm the ominous man Jury reject the alibi's seemingly water- tight For the ominous man I am the ominous man |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
My sister had a nursery rhyme
Set of figurines She'd often let me play with them, I'd Set 'em up in different scenes Fifty plastic army men, led by superman Destroyed the ranks of mother goose Mary and her little Lamb slips away and catches Sister getting real And I can too, as long as I don't Make a sound When we were real we were in love With everyone and everything, I guess it Was the beauty of Bluebird clears his throat of phlegm And static singing operatic Evening comes, and the butterflies are Bats eat the spider that had saddled up Beside her And the dish, his lovin' spoon were Never found And I'm taking flight seeking relief, the Lure of handkercheif so white I chase it straight into the ground |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
Blushing a cue for her falsities
Advantage is my only masterpiece Penny is poison but I don't mind Penny is poison but I don't mind Gardening malice for murderers Flushes to me are the weeds to her We know who we are Starving the love of the marvelous I was the penny to previous |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
Boy there was a day an assortment of rhymes
and waving, we rode that parade for awhile and everybody knew everybody Boy there was a day being lonely was hard and then your attention was never enough I don't really know anybody in love I don't want to know anybody in love And when the mouth is open grows a cancer everybody wins round and round and settle down, settle down Brand the herd of those who duplicate and crush the wind of those who deviate and ride the wave along the mitigated mile ride the wave along the mitigated mile |
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from Verve Pipe - Villains (1996)
Thirteen miles on 31 are drying
All along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans of Masquerade Thirteen miles on 31 are drying The sky is lavender with ivory clouds that threaten Drops the finger-paints Puddle jumping children clad In yellow raincoats splash the deeper Purple of veneer Rows and rows of animals, their shiver skin Is painted different shades And from grazing painted grass their teeth Are stained the incandescent green Indifferent they watch the rainfall steady Blend their spots and run their stripes Of Veneer At 85 on 31 I'm flying Flying |
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from Verve Pipe - Underneath (2003)
The show is over close the story book There will be no encore And all the random hands that I have shook Well they're reaching for the door I watch their backs as they leave single file But you stood stubborn, cheering all the while I know I can be colorful I know I can be gray But I know this loser's living fortunate Cause I know you will love me either way Most were being good for goodness sake But you wouldn't pantomime You are more beautiful when you awake Than most are in a lifetime Through the haze that is my memory well You stayed for drama though you paid for a comedy I know I can be colorful I know I can be gray But I know this loser's living fortunate Cause I know you will love me either way Look ahead as far as you can see We'll live in drama but we'll die in a comedy I know I can be colorful... |
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from Ark 2집 - Burn The Sun (2001)
Rise, my love,
Be the one that you are. Surprise, my love, I love everything that you are. You are the lows, You are the highs, You're the fears and the pain, And rest assured we will survive another year. What's it going to take to redirect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. What's it going to take to perfect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. Rise above When I am what I am. Surprise, my love, You love everything that I am I am the lows, I am the highs, I'm the fears and the pain. And rest assured we will survive another year. What's it going to take to redirect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. What's it going to take to perfect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. If we're a problem then we will correct us, reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. We are the lows, We are the highs, We're the fears and the pain. We're not some temporary haven in a fierce hurricane. Bring on the wind, bring on the rain, the thunder, lightning, it's insane. Bring on the sun, bring on the breeze. Yeah, we've made it now we're redirected, reconnected, resurrected, yeah. Every little thing has been perfected, redirected, resurrected, yeah . Every little problem was corrected, and redirected. We're resurrected, yeah. We're taking on the world and unaffected, we're redirected, resurrected, yeah. |
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from Verve Pipe - I've Suffered A Head Injury (1997)
I hear the driving of the nail
I hear the rain I hear the hail I hear the laughter of the People dancing 'round him As he forces his poor family to set sail If you don't care you will not cry If you don't dare you will not try And now I'm drowning in the dark With thoughts of building my own ark I feel my baby's on the rise Sits there examining her thighs In he comes all drenching clean And lays upon her hard and lean She comes when he never even tries I'm sitting and wishing I were young The best lines they'd flow right off my tongue I'd believe that school is social banging in And banging out and hanging in And hanging out until we're hung Of the envious I am one |
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from Verve Pipe - I've Suffered A Head Injury (1997)
I wish that I could give breath
To the women I've created In paragraphs and paragraphs I've written to this date And set them all upon my desk, choose one to ignore Just to even the score All the biggest plays I missed 'Cause I was sitting over on the sidelines All the precious faces that Refused to date someone outside the guidelines Well, high school begins with worship for the leisure class You swear you'll overcome it But your envy doesn't seem to pass How similar the shopping but at different stores We've got to even the score All the biggest plays I missed 'Cause I was sitting over on the sidelines All the precious faces that Refused to date someone outside the guidelines All the biggest plays I missed 'Cause I was sitting over on the sidelines All the precious faces that Refused to date someone outside the guidelines |
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from Verve Pipe - I've Suffered A Head Injury (1997)
My hand asleep for hours
Waiting for the needles to begin I have no control They proceed to penetrate my skin Acting as your slave I drink for amber waves I never have embraced Acting as your slave I drink an open grave An epitaph defaced Killing with compassion She hasn't heard a word that I have said Swallowing your passion I can see a thousand miles ahead Acting as your slave I drink for barricades That I have often raised Acting as your slave I numb my head and rave Of epitaphs defaced Acting as your slave I drink while she forgave With trials left unfaced Acting as your slave I stumble to her grave An epitaph defaced |
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from Verve Pipe - I've Suffered A Head Injury (1997)
She never wanted to talk
She never wanted to argue But that's the way it goes When there's nobody listening Eyes straight on the front line Knee deep in the river flow Keep your chin up, keep your back straight Rescue's on the way Always the keeper of secrets Always the source of confusion But that's the way it goes When there's nobody listening Eyes straight on the front line Knee deep in the river flow Keep your chin up, keep your back straight Rescue's on the way Nobody said this was going to be easy But I'll tell you what I'm gonna do Can I take you to an oceanside Can I take you to an oceanside For a few hundred years I'm telling you that's all I ever heard about it Can I take you to an oceanside Never a word of intention Never a hope of reunion But that's the way it goes When there's nobody listening Eyes straight on the high wire Knee deep in the river flow Keep your chin up, keep your back straight Rescue's on the way Nobody said this was going to be easy But I'll tell you what I'm gonna do |
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from Verve Pipe - I've Suffered A Head Injury (1997)
Vanilla ice man cometh, goeth
Sampling, dealing, music stolen To pre-pubescent girls appealing Re-mix record contract sealing Borrowed lyrics sung with feeling slumping Record sales are healing Concert hall promoters kneeling Keeping grateful deadheads relling Quite suppressed yet quite revealing Influence is far from stealing I've suffered a head I've suffered a head injury I've suffered a head I've suffered a head injury Techno-pop kids, stardom's rockets Money in their label's pocket Unrelentless, thoughtless selling Busting charts, atop they're dwelling Lacking substance story telling Lost the message in this yelling Robbing fortunes from the willing Endless posing, mindless chilling Plastic icing airtime filling Instigating art-rock killing I've suffered a head I've suffered a head injury I've suffered a head I've suffered a head injury |
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from Verve Pipe - I've Suffered A Head Injury (1997)
I think you need some assistance
To keep yourself at a distance It's harder when she's beautiful It's easy when she's waking next to you If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break If you're gonna make a break, break clean If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break I can see the tables turning Homefires lit, your house is burning It's harder in the evening but It's easy in the early afternoon If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break If you're gonna make a break, break clean If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break Sure there is an easy out by staying in For one more session You justify it all by seeing her in moderation No opportunity for her to start a new relation You help yourself because you're sensing Obligation I think it's great the way you handle Both ends of a burning candle It's harder when she's easy but it's easy When she's just as hard on you If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break If you're gonna make a break, break clean If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break If you're gonna make a break, make a clean break |
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from Verve Pipe - I've Suffered A Head Injury (1997)
It's different now
I feel that all those looks were just a game You smoked and choked on cigarettes And acted cute and lame-and lame Your parting lips that wrapped me up In promised company Now mumble that each breath I take Takes from the air you breathe-and breathe You were to share these dreams But from this bed it's different than it seems You'll have to drag me everywhere you go And you're not martyr material You fell in love, you fell so hard You said it must be days I said that I am not quite ready For your newest phase-your face Conceding, lying, cheating Deceiving relentlessly My voice got softer You could no longer hear me-hear me That ring you wear in fashion Has a chain that pierces through my nose You'll have to drag me everywhere you go And you're not martyr material My life is riding in this chair of wheels With arms that move too slow You'll have to drag me everywhere you go And you're not martyr material |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
turn the cushions over, tonight we're coming over
angry once, we're not so anymore and all that we desire is sweep the stage of fliers it was funny once it's not so anymore me, i've got a super gig, got a brand new rig i'll crank it for you all the drummer's got a hard-on for every song he starts on once seemed loud, he's not so anymore the catalog of ballads we played to clean your palats we used to care, we don't care anymore me, i've got a super sound when i play around the gyms or parties me, i've got a super sound either way there's not a missing link no matter what you think right before the break-up we turn around and make up once stupid we are not so anymore the fear of bargain basements are gone without a trace, yeah we used to care, we don't care anymore there ain't no way any super girl's gonna change my world or keep me down cause me, i've got a super rig whether at a gig or playing in my room |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
she loves everybody she loves everyone
like the picture taken twenty years ago that she keeps in her portfolio he wants everybody he wants anything and they part the rope outside the whiskey bar a glitter gown in orbit left to satellite a waning star i touch down in the heated land and shiver in my bones as i look up to greet the clouds that wait for me washed aside by circumstance the watercloth had cleared the answer in my mind and you were there with me, there with me again she loves everybody she loves everyone the evidence sits in the vcr he's choking on apologies, she's channeling a superstar i tiny elbow through the crowd flashing lights, the music's loud, i'm questioning if this is destiny disappearing from the rants ignoring risen sycophants, i close my eyes and you were there with me, there with me, there with me again she loves everybody she loves everyone |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
I can't believe that it was good for anyone, to me worth the wait
I doubt that anybody got their money's worth But the attention sure felt great With all eyes upon me, some filled with tears, some couldn't see It burned like a cancer when the answer did occur to me Creep from the cradle, but a hero's what I want to be Keep it moving people cause there's nothing more for you to see I'm just a jerk, but a hero's what I want to be yeah, oh yeah Love me, love me sweet cowardice Now that the thrill is mine for the moment We really didn't need another suicide Or a song explaining why, but it's not dignified But I can't seem to kiss it goodbye It burned like a cancer... Keep it moving people... It burned... Keep it... Erase this disaster even faster than you came to see A creep from the cradle and a hero driven want to be For your abuse, but not intended for internal use I'm just a jerk , but a hero's what I want to be |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
> She's signing autographs for hours the line is longer when you deal with amateurs
I've got some autographs of others but a shirt that smells a little like her Once the bane of my perversion Now she's on the television Turn it up turn it down Tune me in tune me out Bite my lip around the family they know her holiday and summer weekend face She's got a lovely shitcom family adopted one of every single race Put yourself in my position My ex is on the television Turn it up... When you place your lips upon the screen spark of which you've never seen A volume knob controls the scream Turn it up... |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
In march I met my wonder love
Then lost her underneath the April showers By may we worked out our difference By June the petals were all plucked from flowers In between my girl And there is no other in this world, oh no I am in between my girl And it's gonna be a brighter day If she'd get the nerve to stay Hey would you mind standing in for I only need you for this weekday evening Saturday, I never knew you Sorry dear, you really need to understand that I am In between... She always gives me the runaround She left me for a college boy As sure as the world is round Next semester she'll be back again We're always off and on again But for awhile I'll surely keep your number In between... |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
roses dead in dirty water held up by the vase
once a gift good-bye but now remind me to replace hardened petals bang the dresser when they fall away kiss me idle kiss me without make-up, leave no marks upon my chest kiss me for no other reason then to give your eyes a rest kiss me slow and leave me lifeless, let this all digest kiss me idle slowly, slowly, the longer it takes the better mistakes we end up stumbling on i wouldn't want to leave upon your tongue a sour taste leave it foiled and disappointed, wanting to be chased a mouth that's open wide and speechless seems like such a waste kiss me idle one time lazy, another time dear, despite all your fears of outlasting my love i can't afford the stubborn sleep on photographs of birthdays past so close your eyes and catch your breath and i will wait right here i tied my fingers to remind me to leave you every day while my hair is growing white, the strings are turning gray one by one they come undone until they fall away kiss me idle kiss me idle |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
I met a girl with bottles of wine
Though I prefer red, they tasted all right Very soon, the room was spinning Tug of war, the floor was winning And she said, I can't help but laugh when I'm caught in a lie I'm not who you thought, but you can kiss me goodnight Her mouth was full of dirty words Then cigarettes burned afterwards, that's when she said Having a headline must be some experience Having a headline's a sexual experience Letters and postcards I meant to respond Turned out my all was just medium Then came one that said the only thing you ever gave were bad directions I'd say it to your face but I can't find you Having a headline... I loved the fame and fashion till she said you better ration the good times I wouldn't count on the good times Having a headline... |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
i've got to get arrested to keep you interested
i should have known that i can't change the world by staring at it my arms have little feeling from lifting to the ceiling a recipe for stealing hearts i have no power in healing and i suppose the jesus pose is tired and superficial, lame i wrote a song, i'm moving on, i'm praying you can do the same i'm changing my direction making a correction oh my god, i've dodged the unexpected bullets behind accolades and shake your head of leisure get your head and body into seizure and battle with whoever hides assault disguised as dancing this rotting phase of hands that raise, bumping heads that pass each other it's a boring phase, so part the wave and drop the dead as driftwood surfer another song, it all went wrong, the radio refused to play it i'm not afraid to serenade, the f word saved and sucked the life from me i've got to get arrested to keep you interested |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
i awoke to a threat that was empty, and a grandstand of i'm not through with you yet
a slamming door becomes my punctuation i escape for a thrill ride with my friends, they agree to be temporary guardians man, it's so appreciated, summer day intoxicated with those who can relate, 2 months, a day, a wakeup drink it down, dear brother, their generation smothers you and we'll leave no trail to discover build a callus sister, they're generation blisters another wakeup with the morning hung over, we gonna pack up or waste another killer day then our heads exploded, overload when we decide hello... we're so out of here, hitchhike to Canada with backpacks full of cigarettes and beer man, it's so appreciated, summer day intoxicated with those who can relate, 2 months, a day, a wakeup drink it down, dear brother.. listen up dear father, your generation bothers me and i'll leave you to grieve with my mother build a callus sister, they're generation blisters now empty your bottles and open the throttles, there's plenty of fighting ahead those fists weren't made for resting your head shield your eyes, dear mother, from the pain that hovers round the mess of a man you've uncovered drink it down, dear brother... we'll blister |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
sometimes i wish we had a short term memory just enough to recognize each other's face
it would be the same old stories but you're hanging onto every single word i have to say and to the world i'm not that clever but you would stay with me forever i'd keep your friends from reminding, reminding you to save yourself, leave me behind you would if you had half a mind i'd tell you every day's your birthday and every gift i bring could be the same or how i stood beside you at a shotgun wedding and the child we once would love but never came hearing stories that were never you would stay with me forever but i'd forget to make money and you'd forget to save yourself, leave me behind you would if you had half a mind (how vulnerable you are) write a note to remind you you would if you had half a mind (how effortless to stay together) for these ties you may have severed now you'll stay with me forever and so you write on your forehead, or better yet you engrave so when you look in the mirror, well you won't forget to save yourself, leave me behind you would if you had half a mind (how vulnerable you are) write a note to remind you you would if you had half a mind (how effortless to stay together) if we had no memory whatsoever we would stay right here forever |
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from Verve Pipe - The Verve Pipe (1990)
She has faces
Up in her bedroom and they gaze down on her Guarding her slumber A black bead rosary Under her pillow and when it thunders She clutches it tightly And she hears Silence is white, Sound is black, The world is wrapped in a paper sack And when I leave I close the door To this galaxy of yours Dropping by I open a window As the breeze blows in the curtains are butterflies And we hear the church bells ring Out on a hill And all of their echoes Left us singing Silence is black, The room is bright, Our world is basking in tv light And we are laid out on the floor Of this galaxy of yours With all of your heroes waiting In paper piles laid on the floor I push my paintbrush lightly And fill in any empty nail holes A dresser top, A jewelry box, Colored tassels tied in knots And a porcelain girl danced a music box ballet for us And your nightlight is a star, Or a firefly That leads my gaze up to the ceiling Wondering if you think that it's the sky With all of your heroes waiting.... Open the window slightly, pick up paper off the floor I hold my paintbrush tightly, and fill in any empty nail holes Open the window slightly, Open the window slightly... |
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from Rock Star (록 스타) [ost] (2001)
The show is over close the story book
There will be no encore And all the random hands that I have s Well they're reaching for the door I watch their backs as they leave single file But you stood stubborn, cheering all the while I know I can be colorful I know I can be gray But I know this loser's living fortunate Cause I know you will love me either way Most were being good for goodness sake But you wouldn't pantomime You are more beautiful when you awake Than most are in a lifetime Through the haze that is my memory well You stayed for drama though you paid for a comedy I know I can be colorful I know I can be gray But I know this loser's living fortunate Cause I know you will love me either way Look ahead as far as you can see We'll live in drama but we'll die in a comedy I know I can be colorful... |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
Another day of deflating your face into tears.
I shook your mood with the game and a bottle of beer. The day I fell off of the wagon you threw up your hands in disgust. Once again you just get the best of me. Remember you loved to be held, how you loved to be touched. And anxiously laughed at my jokes just a little too much. When I was so careful of cursing while you were still nursing your beer. Now it's a shame but I know that there's really no use for a brand new convertible. A mile to your parents', a mile to the store. Turn in our bottles for 10 cent deposits I'll drink us two dollars more. I don't recall anyone placing a gun to our heads, We traded a trip 'round the world for a family instead. Our friend's were dispersing while you were still nursing our boy. And I knew things had changed when the pet names that you once gave me we soon gave to the pets. But I still come when you call them just to be sure. Now there's really no use for a neighborhood cheerleader. A block party president mowing his lawn, Whose cabinet is empty with a mind full of nicotine fits. God I can't make you love me, Cause I don't have the strength anymore. |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
There's a million things I'd like to say
But if you'll stay I'll try to hold 'em back a little. And a million things I'd like to hear before you disappear And then you raise your voice a little. It's been a minute and it's no surprise, That you roll your eyes every time I wanna talk about it. Another minute you throw up your hands And then you make demands like you never wanna hear about it. So let's be clear about it, (chorus) There's a million things I wish you were But what's for sure is one thing I wish you were not. I wish you weren't the one to leave me stranded Here empty handed with a head full of wishes. There's a million words and I've said none, I've held them on my tongue and carry them into the evening. I lie in bed and swallow every word and though it seems absurd, It's worth it to keep you from leaving. And in the morning when I lie awake because my insides ache, I try to get back to a dream about it. Where every word makes up the air you breathe. You never think to leave 'cause you know you couldn't live without 'em. You won't survive without 'em. (chorus) |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
I've been living in here long enough,
Reminds of when times were tough. 'Cause I still think about you every day, It's like you never really went away. There were no signs, there were no warnings, Saying that it's over. All you left behind was everything. You hung your favorite picture so you could see it everyday. Then you went away and then you went away. Its by the window garden you said you'd water everyday. Then you went away and then you went away. It's been a while and i feel alright. And you can call me day or night A?Cause I don't think about you anymore. In fact some of your things went out the door. The only words that make me feel better Are saying that it's over. All you left behind was everything . Slipped on the velvet curtains, the ones that you had custom made. Then you went away and then you went away. And there's my new best friend, the one you took in as a stray. Then you went away and then you went away. Guess it's not over yet, 'cause when I'm ready to forget I remember where i am. 'Cause there's a photograph that you had put up on display. Then you went away and then you went away. And there's a box of letters that had me thinking you would stay. Then you went away and then you went away. And there's a coffee table you said would not be in the way. Then you went away and then you went away And in the window garden the leaves are falling in decay, Since you went away and then you went away. |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
Rise, my love,
Be the one that you are. Surprise, my love, I love everything that you are. You are the lows, You are the highs, You're the fears and the pain, And rest assured we will survive another year. What's it going to take to redirect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. What's it going to take to perfect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. Rise above When I am what I am. Surprise, my love, You love everything that I am I am the lows, I am the highs, I'm the fears and the pain. And rest assured we will survive another year. What's it going to take to redirect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. What's it going to take to perfect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. If we're a problem then we will correct us, reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. We are the lows, We are the highs, We're the fears and the pain. We're not some temporary haven in a fierce hurricane. Bring on the wind, bring on the rain, the thunder, lightning, it's insane. Bring on the sun, bring on the breeze. Yeah, we've made it now we're redirected, reconnected, resurrected, yeah. Every little thing has been perfected, redirected, resurrected, yeah . Every little problem was corrected, and redirected. We're resurrected, yeah. We're taking on the world and unaffected, we're redirected, resurrected, yeah. |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
As soon as something's popular it's written and erased.
Still I'm watching, I want more though I have seen it all before where Bullies hang with pretty boys who pick up girls in corduroys Who's teeny tops are little tanks they go hip hip hopping to the banks. (pre-chorus) Where imitation is just limitation in disguise. Sell our souls because the rock just rolled over and died. (chorus) Do you wanna be famous? Wanna get a taste? Do you wanna be written and erased? Do you wanna be faded like the scene in a one hit wonder magazine? Do you wanna be jaded, self medicated? Gonna be rehabilitated and then be congratulated. Oh yeah, you're the one we're looking for. I don't believe the break you had. The monumental ache you had. A game of conscience, tug of war And we have all been there before Where bullies become pretty boys with loaded guns and shiny toys They're busting heads and making noise 'till they're bang bang banging hit the floors. (pre-chorus) (chorus) Get your pencils, papers, big fat red erasers. We're all tail-chasers in disguise. Do you wanna be famous? Wanna get a taste? Do you wanna be written and erased? Do you wanna be faded like your jeans they're gonna be busting at the seams? Do you wanna be jaded, self medicated ? Gonna be rehabilitated and then be congratulated? Oh yeah, you're the one we're looking for. (chorus) |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
Right turn,
The neighborhood is pretty quiet for a weekday. Left turn, The same one way to work almost everyday. Pass by the high school, A memory rerun When I was seventeen couldn't wait for twenty-one. I pass by the church Where I married you When you were twenty-one and I was twenty-two. A stop sign, A chance to clear my mind before the workday. Then a right turn Is where I catch another glimpse of the highway. So I speed pass the building, I always wanted to Since I was twenty-one, almost twenty-two. If I'd had the nerve, I'd have quit there before You turned twenty-three and couldn't take me anymore. The well known Sits in a cloud of dust of on this weekday. My cell phone Is in about a million pieces on the highway. Speed down the highway, Rack up the miles. One hundred twenty-one, a hundred twenty-two. Roll down the window, Roll out the miles. One hundred twenty-three, a hundred twenty-four. And straight down the highway, The road offers no guarantees. (One thousand twenty-one, one thousand twenty-two.) Drive through the morning, drive into the sun, And I'm free. (One thousand twenty-three, one thousand twenty-four). |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
Another question
Hangs in midair. There's an answer, I know it's out there. Will anyone be aware When confetti falls on my empty chair? Like a one, two punch, A surprise attack come at dawn. Will they miss me when I'm gone? Everyday, The search seems necessary. A final play, A desperate hail mary. There's so many things that I may have missed. I hope the answer is as simple as this. Will my friends be brave 'Till someone plays my favorite song? Will they miss me when I'm gone? Take a minute from their lives one by one, And remember everything I had done? And everything I'd been? Or will the world just spin on and on? Will they miss me when I'm gone? |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
Who's the very muse for the first drawings in a cave?
Who inspired the requiem that sent him to his grave? I bet it was someone, I bet it was someone, someone like you. The recipient of Vincent's ear that left him traumatized, Who was wrapped in blue leaving Gershwin rhapsodized? I bet it was someone, I bet it was someone, someone like you. When I go to bed at night, pray to God that I Create a masterpiece that's worthy of your ears and of your Eyes and immortalize you and I For someone who inquires about the girl where every inspiration lies. Lennon wrote Please Please Me well before they came stateside. McCartney wrote for no one but I'm pretty sure he lied. He wrote it for someone, he wrote it for someone, someone like you. And if I should die, God forbid that I Pass away with ideas left in limbo in creative purgatory. And the day that you pass away, No one knows that girl happens to be the very girl where every inspiration lay. Heaven help the world when you're no longer for our eyes. Heaven rain the colors down to form another prize. She better be someone, she better be someone, she better be someone, she better someone, she better be someone, she better be someone, someone like you. |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
You feel like yesterday, all tattered and worn away
And you say you don't care if I leave ya back there. When you were open wide and let everyone inside And they left you one by one When the damage was done. Well I know what you're thinking.. Sometimes you feel so second hand, Passed over, left over, and just don't understand. I guess you gave your best to every one of them. What a shame you think they came and left you second hand. You feel like yesterday, tired and torn away. Though you say you don't care I'm gonna find you somewhere. Remember who you are, you were always the brightest star And though you're not shining now, I'll get you back there somehow 'Cause everyone has been there.. When you feel so second hand, Passed over, left over, and just don't understand. I guess you gave your best to every one of them. What a shame you think they came and left you second hand And I know what you're thinking, The lines upon your face Were left there by the smile that went without a trace Well I will be there, We'll get you back to that place Where you don't feel so second hand, Passed over, left over, and just don't understand. I guess you gave your best to every one of them. What a shame you think they came and left you second hand, Passed over and left over, ya just don't understand. I guess you gave your best to every one of them, What a shame you think they came and left you second hand, Left you second hand, left you second hand. |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
The freaks are on the boulevard,
They dream and make believe. Some will go try to forget But most forget to leave. I don't believe in miracles But I still love this place. And i should go while I still have, A smile upon my face. 'Cause it beats you until you concede. It's a Hollywood ending indeed. For every last call miracle, A hundred won't connect. And I should go while I still have, A little self respect. So a round of drinks on me my friends, I felt famous in this place. And though you never learned my name, You recognized my face I leave them as they bottom-feed. It's a Hollywood ending indeed. The freaks are on the boulevard, None are in disgrace. But I should go while I still have, A smile upon my face. And I'll go while there's blood left to bleed. It's a Hollywood ending indeed. |
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from Brian Vander Ark - Resurrection (2004)
A fifteen minute warning,
Brings another belly full of butterflies. I'm just a child of Jesus, A stage for my confessions. And those who come to witness, Have joints they hide among their cigarettes. They've been let out of their cages. What they've spent for their freedom, Left enough to buy a ticket. To celebrate what's in the air tonight, And trade their wars for encores. Forget the day and fade away. And to the front row junkies, There's no such thing as backstage arguments. Where vanity outrages. They've enough to buy a ticket, To celebrate what's in the air tonight. And trade their wars for encores, And let the day fade away. The best shows are all ages. Left their books in lockers for the night. To be let out of their cages, They will borrow beg, steal, and save for, Enough to buy a ticket, To celebrate what's in the air tonight . I'll take the highs with butterflies, Leave the day fade away. |