Via Shriekback
This is the sound of poisons the sickness no one knows
No one is crying for us this time
as shapes are blown under miracles of snow
Weave a circle around hime three times
You have to plan your moves at these times
Our hearts are breaking one more song to goThese eyes are blind this is a pure thing
These hands I kiss tragic as anything
These eyes are blind this is a pure thing
All splash and hiss beyond my measuringOnly anacrusis the main event remains
Shameful and Naked out there in the great cold outdoors
We have to learn these things again
Bask in the iridescent glow
They lead to something I don't know
There is no doubt upon us when the greasy men come back againThese eys are blind this is a pure thing
These hands I kiss tragic as anything
These eyes are blind this is a pure thing
All splash and hiss beyond my measuringThese faded flowers precious as memories
A vail of cloud correct as energy
We had some good machines but they don't work no more
I loved you once don't love you anymoreThese eyes are blind this is a pure thing
These hands I kiss tragic as anything
These eyes are blind this is a pure thing
All splash and hiss beyond my measuring
These faded flowers precious as memories
A vail of cloud correct as energy
believe it or not this lousy ass song has a special meaning to me. when i was fifteen or so i saw this movie in the theatre called "band of the hand", this song was on the soundtrack, i think they played it during a love scene. for some reason, it got stuck in my damn head for the whole summer. now, fast forward twenty years.
one night one of these late night b movie shows features this movie, and right in the middle of it is this song...a long forgotten memory of a summer of checkered vans, cherry 7-up and lost virginity.
Now that's a good song to be imprinted on.
I'm Kortny,
from Yemen,
and I'm 16 y.o
Hi, All
I've studied English sinse Autumn.
It's very difficult for Me! Really hard!
I want like to meet peple and practisice My English with them.
Kiss!!