Album Name : The Working Bones, a Health Decline
Release Date : 2009-07-28
Song Duration : 4:44
Glocca Morra Apocalyptic Showdown
all this waiting at the subway stations, i oftened
listened to the prettiest sounds. this combined with
riding out above ground, it can make for a bad mix of
wishful thinking. and all the ways the city stays in
tact, i find the will to come undone is lost. some will
breathe in style knowing they've got something other
want. but i don't want to hear when the family talks down
to me. i just want to hear a certain voice that comforts
me. i was seven for a day but i found it hard to breathe
with the lungs that i got now. i was a child for a year
and in that year i found all these people are obsessed
with one another. all my friends are getting cancer and
there's not a damn thing i can do about it now. but i
still find that every single piece of you is beautiful
but there's nothing i can do about that now. but oh, how
are things? i've got some friends in shady places but i'm
also one. we all arrive the same ways. oh, that sound was
great. how can i ever get it back again? but nothing
really matters if nothing ever happens. all this will
implode. i just want to sing some songs that make people
feel like they're in love. although really it is simply a
combination of vivid colors and sounds that somehow mate
and create this insipid tract of feeling alone. i feel
it, too. we are growing bored with our lives as time
slows to a crawl. dancer, what was that you whispered in
my ear? it brought chills to my sudden lack of spine.
i've had too much to drink tonight and a bit too much to
smoke and now, all that i can muster is, oh no oh no oh
no oh no oh no oh no oh no.