Sea Wolf - You're A Wolf. I’m walking on the southern street, cut to the river ‘fore I run too low.
I’m walking on the southern street, cut to the river ‘fore I run too low. Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine. Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine. “The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here.” “The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here, here.” I’m runnin’ on the northeast street, cut to the ocean ‘fore I run too low. Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said, “You’re a wolf, boy, get out of this town.” Iron & Wine - House by the Sea. There is a house by the sea Two jealous sisters, they're waiting for me And one is laid on the floor And one is changing the locks on the doors And I've been buying the time on my knees And I've been selling their blankets to bleed (on) Around the house by the sea The scent of roses and raspberry leaves And there is smoke in my clothes Too much time with just smoke in my nose And I've been making the meaning they lack And I've been burning that book they come back too There is a house by the sea And an ocean between it and me And like the shape of a wave The jealous sisters will sing on my grave And I've been living to run where they led And I've been dying to rise from their bed And I've been sparing my neck from their chain And they've been changing the sound of my name And I've been swimming to them in my sleep And I've been dreaming our love and our freedom.
Bright Eyes - From a Balance Beam. There is a man holding a megaphone So he must have been the voice of God The bystanders claimed they saw angels Flying up and down the block Well, they must have been attached to wires I saw one laying in the lawn with a broken arm So I called 911 So that's one less founded opinion One more cause for a dispute So the street filled like a basin Up with cameras and their crews And they washed away the rumors Leaving just the concrete truth It was a spectacle No, I, I mean a miracle So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me I lifted one foot to cross the other and I felt myself slipping It was a small mistake Sometimes that's all it takes Now I'm staring at my wrist Hoping that the timing is right When the planets will align There will be no planets to align Just the carcass of the sun And those little painted marbles Spinning senseless through an endless black sky.
Iron & Wine - Resurrection Fern. Death Cab for Cutie - Title Track. Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth; It touched the land to the pages of your manuscript.
I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up my strength To hammer pillars for a picket fence. It wasn't quite what it seemed, A lack of pleasantries. My able body isn't what it used to be. I must admit I was charmed by your advances, Your advantage left me helplessly into you. Talking how the group had begun to splinter, And I can taste your lipstick on the filter.
I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress, But call-response overturns convictions every time. Lushing with the hallway congregation, My best judgment signed its resignation. I rushed this.