Dwellings of my retribution

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Lyrics post (!?!)

Well the title says it all...

Set The Fire To The Third Bar by Snow Patrol

I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from here to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

I'm miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in

I'm miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
And i, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
And i, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arm

*****I really like this song. It has this haunting aura when I first heard it and it has a powerful tune and nice lyrics.*****

Build God, Then We'll Talk by Panic! at the Disco

It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont street
Appealing only because they are just that unappealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde
And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes
Along with the people inside

What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
Moonlighting aside, she really needs his money
Oh what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Yeah (yeah)

And not to mention the constable and his proposition for that "virgin"
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
As he said to the Mrs. well only hours before
After he had left, as she was fixing her face in a compact
There was a terrible crash (there was a terrible) crash!
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind
(Along with the people inside)

What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

There are no..
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
Shade of the sheets before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
Shade of the sheets before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
Shade of the sheets before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things

Raindrops on the roses and the girls in the white dresses
And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses
Shade of the sheets before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things

*****One of the songs that keeps playing over and over in my head. Though it talks about prostitution, adultery and human degradation it has a catchy tune that actually makes you feel good.*****

A Plain Morning by Dashboard Confessional

It's yet to be determined
But the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
I'm missing home
And I'm glad you're not a part of this
There's parts of me that will be missed
And the phone is always dead to me
So I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like

It's colder than it ought to be in March
And I still got a day or two ahead of me
Till I'll be heading home
Into your arms again
And the people here are asking after you
It doesn't make it easier
It doesn't make it easier to be away.(to be away)

I'd like to hire a plane.(a plane)
I'd see you in the morning, (morning)
When the day is fresh
I'm coming home again. (I'm coming home again)
Coming home again. (again)
Coming home again. (again)
When the day is fresh
I'm coming home again.(I'm coming home again)

But it's warmer where you're waiting
It feels more like July
There's pillows in their cases
And one of those is mine
And you wrote the words "i love you"
And sprayed it with perfume
It's better than the fire is
To heat this lonely room
It's warmer where you're waiting
It feels more like July
It feels more like July

It's yet to be determined
But the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
I'm missing home
And I'm glad you're not a part of this
There's parts of me that will be missed
And the phone is always dead to me
So I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like

It's colder than it ought to be in March
And I still got a day or two ahead of me
Till I'll be heading home
Into your arms again
And the people here are asking after you
It doesn't make it easier. (easier)
It doesn't make it easier to be away.(to be away)

I'd like to hire a plane.(a plane)
I'd see you in the morning, (morning)
When the day is fresh
I'm coming home again. (I'm coming home again)
Coming home again. (again)
Coming home again. (again)
When the day is fresh
I'm coming home again.(I'm coming home again)

*****The most played song in my iPOD.*****

A Place Nearby by Lene Marlin

I entered the room
Sat by your bed all through the night
I watched your daily fight
I hardly knew
The pain was almost more than I could bear
And still I hear
Your last words to me

[Chorus]:
Heaven is a place nearby
So I won't be so far away
And if you try and look for me
Maybe you'll find me someday
Heaven is a place nearby
So there's no need to say goodbye
I wanna ask you not to cry
I'll always be by your side

You just faded away
You spread your wings, you had flown
Away to something unknown
Wish I could bring you back
You're always on my mind
About to tear myself apart
You have your special place in my heart, always

[Chorus]

And even when I go to sleep
I still can hear your voice
And those words
I never will forget

[Chorus]

*****I actually played this song aloud during Nov. 1 at the cemetery, as a dedication to my Lolo, many of the people around sort of liked since they kept asking me on what was the title of the song I played.*****

Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year by Fall Out Boy

Are we growing up, or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put them on ice
'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light

We're the therapists pumping through your speakers
Delivering just what you need
We're well-read and poised
We're the best boys
We're the chemists who've found the formula
To make your heart swell and burst
No matter what they say, don't believe a word

'Cause I'll keep singing this lie if you'll keep believing it
I'll keep singing this lie, I'll keep singing this lie

Are we growing up, or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put them on ice
'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light

We're traveled like gypsies but only
With worse luck and far less gold
The kids you used to love
But then we grew old
We're the lifers here 'til the bitter end
Condemned from the start
Ashamed of the way
The songs and the words own the beating of our hearts

'Cause I'll keep singing this lie, I'll keep singing this lie

Are we growing up, or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put them on ice
'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light

Theres a drug in the thermostat
To warm the room up
And theres another around, to help us bend your trust
Got a sunset in my veins
And I need to take a pill to make this town feel ok

The best part of "believe" is the "lie"
I hope you sing along and you steal a line
I need to keep you like this in my mind
So give in or just give up.(the best part)
(X2)

Are we growing up, or just going down?

Are we growing up, or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put them on ice
'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light

*****My favorite song for the moment.*****

Mad World by Gary Jules

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very, mad world, mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very, mad world, mad world
Enlarging your world, mad world

*****This song, for me, is like a black hole because every time I listen to it, all of the emotions gets sucked out of me...Nevertheless it's a really good song with an eerie aura.*****