Alina Simone Oops I Did It Again
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A lina Simone was born in Kharkov, Ukraine and came to the equally the daughter of political refugees afterwards her father refused recruitment past the KGB and was blacklisted for 'refusal to cooperate.' Raised in the suburbs of Massachusetts, Alina moved to Austin, Texas after graduating from art schoolhouse in Boston. Information technology was there that she first started singing in public, in the doorway of an abandoned bar on Sixth Street. Simone quickly became known for her sparse instrumentation and raw and powerful delivery. Subsequently the release of her first EP, 'Prettier in the Dark' (2005), and her debut anthology, 'Placelessness' (2007, 54º 40' or Fight!), Simone earned both national airplay and disquisitional acclaim. Simone'south 2008 release, 'Anybody is Crying Out to Me, Beware,' covered the music of Russian cult icon, Yanka Dyagileva, a Siberian punk-folk singer who drowned under mysterious circumstances in 1991. Simone was commencement introduced to Yanka's music in 2001, when a couple of Russian street performers she met hanging out in Brighton Beach made her a mix tape. Her interest in Yanka dovetailed with a growing obsession with Siberia, where she has spent an extensive role of each year living and working since 2001. Sung entirely in Russian, 'Everyone is Crying Out to Me, Beware' both echoes the samizdat quality of Yanka's recordings and subverts information technology with lush arrangements and intricately textured layers of trumpet, cello and guitars. The album received widespread disquisitional acclaim from major national and international outlets including The New Yorker, BBC's "The World," Billboard Magazine, Spin Magazine, New York Magazine, NPR, U.s. Today, The Wall Street Journal and Pitchfork amidst many others. Over the past five years, Simone has performed under a windmill in Aarhus, Denmark, at a club located inside the Arctic Circle in far northern Russia, as well equally hundreds of lonely bars throughout the United States. She has shared the stage with artists including Concluding Fantasy, Loney Honey, Alele Diane, The Dodos, Fiery Furnaces, Castanets, Expressionless Meadow, The Duchess and the Duke, Franz Ferdinand and many others. In 2010, Simone was among 20 musicians worldwide to be nominated for the prestigious Rolex Mentor and Protégé Arts Initiative. Simone's first collection of personal essays, 'You Must Go and Win,' will exist published by Faber and Faber in June 2011, simultaneous with the release of her second original full-length album, 'Brand Your Ain Danger.' Best-selling author Neil Gaiman describes You Must Become and Win as "music, organized religion, Russia and family conjured and dissected with warm sense of humor and abrupt eyes." Novelist John Wray calls information technology, " a 20-commencement century Portrait of the Artist, warts and all… a delight and, in all honesty, an inspiration." 'Brand Your Own Danger,' produced by Steve Revitte (Liars, Beastie Boys, Black Dice) and recorded in Brooklyn, promises to be Simone'due south lushest and about fully realized work to date, featuring a big cast of musicians and exotic touches that include flute, autoharp, horns, Brazilian drumming and vocal loops.
| Prettier in the Dark EP - 2005-04-19 - Prettier in the Dark Love and Rockets Louisiana Cash America Pawn Siberia Every Fresh Start You Brand | Placelessness - 2007-09-18 - Velvet Painting Saw Edged Grass Refugees Pacifica Swing Nightswimming Black Water Lonesome Anarchism Act Country of Two Park n' Ride | Anybody is Crying Out to Me, Beware - 2008-08-05 - Half of my Kingdom From Groovy Noesis My Sadness is Luminous Beware Flocks Are Flight Sold Up to the Knees Special Reason Anxiety Higher off the Footing | Brand Your Own Danger - 2011-06-07 - Beautiful Machine Glitterati Gunshots Day Glow Avenue My Love is a Mountain You Fade Away Just Here to Watch the Snow In the Firm of Baba Yaga Make Your Own Danger Lord's day-Kissed Slashes Apocalyptic Lullaby Waiting for the Storm (vinyl version) | Non Albums Tracks - Misc - Oops! ...I Did It Again Outpost |
Prettier in the Night EP
Prettier in the dark She's my favorite because she came upwards with the rule So have a boring slow dive from this city in the sky Why does our niggling group of overachievers
In that location was a meaning to the messages this night
I like to fill the room up with voices
Grabbed my keys,
Remembered to turn all the lights off
Went to encounter chaney by the bodega
That when you lot fall in dearest with two people
Choose whoever yous knew first
Because history is important, a simple rule but true.
It'south simple but it'southward true.
And make a holiday out of midweek.
Like it while like information technology while all my friends are hither.
Everyone's prettier in the nighttime.
Where your reinstones are real as diamonds
And your plastic solid equally gold in chandelier eyes,
Chandelier eyes...
Take so long to autumn, to fall,
To fall in love.
Honey and Rockets Nosotros'll dance, nosotros'll dance without chemicals Oh this is where I'k supposed to say And then we slept outside nether sulphur lights It had been four years since the time When you looked the other way I made a film Practice you remember the time
Throw your guns in the water
Allow'due south get out singing happy songs
It'll be romantic
It will exist so romantic
You lot'll express joy and milkshake your unwashed pilus
I'll make you laugh. You lot'll express joy it'll be magical
Forget all the thoughts you tin can't share
'Don't fear, information technology builds character" but instead
I'll only read Honey and Rockets to you
until we both autumn asleep
Swing depression sweetness chariot, I will drive you lot nowhere
All the maps, all the maps got lost in the dorsum
I will take y'all down past refinery row
So nosotros tin can dance existent slow behind the electrical filigree
It'll exist and then romantic…
Practise you call back the fourth dimension
Nosotros collection out to lousiana?
To my male parent's beach house? I got us so lost.
I knew right and then considering you never got angry
When we reached the metropolis,
And there weren't any rooms left.
In the drugstore parking lot.
All the stars came out, information technology was getting cold.
But inside, it was so hot. So hot...
That I really knew you
When you suddenly called me, I was so happy.
Cuz you lot were doing all the things
Yous said you lot would practice.
I couldn't believe it, that someone could exist so true.
About someone only like you.
Said the things yous said. Did the things you did
And I played myself.
Meet we were really together all that time
All that time...
We drove out to lousiana?
To my father's beach firm? I got usa so lost.
I knew right and then I loved you lot
Cuz you lot never got aroused
When we reached the city,
And there weren't any rooms left.
The streets were empty.
Greenbacks america pawn Knew nigh y'all from a friend Touchdown on shining green lawns I was broken downwards on the access road All those touchdowns, on shining green lawns
Used to see you boot around town
Out behind the greenbacks america pawn
With a tin can of coke and a pack of pall malls
Sitting out past the pay phones, watching it get dark
I used to waitress with
You'd go to the park and drinkable and mess around
Make a fire, downwardly by dougnut pond
She'd tell me all about it equally she filled the table salt
Under church building spires, then chapel white
But you come across it all go down
Behind the cash america pawn
Didn't think you would stop but and so you did
Your truck felt warm,
Your jacket smelled like cigarettes
Nosotros didn't talk nigh the trouble you lot'd been in...
Nether church spires, so chapel white
Just you see it all go downward
Out behind the greenbacks america pawn
(america, american, and then all american)
Siberia The city is gray but the sun is out. There're no more lines Know information technology'south a kamikaze motility
I don't pretend, I just become out
This is siberia, no joke, all trembling white
I dear the pull of the train in the middle of the night
When you don't take to talk.
There'due south zippo but time to forget nearly
All the techno-media mania
The words keep getting defenseless in my oral fissure
The tanks all got buried in the grass
And parks are full of people in dear
I swear you lot'll get some sweetness out of it.
Oh but it feels so expert
To be gone, to be gone
Every Fresh Get-go You lot Make Have away the mascots And then make a fresh offset like every If I make information technology the existent thing Want to exist honest Wanna be honest Wanna exist honest At to the lowest degree that's what I ever say...
Oh, y'all're such a tangle
Thickets that I cannot reach
I'chiliad ill of The Vandals
But I vesture their t-shirts while I slumber
And the silent partners that you lot keep
Put all your selfishness in a pile
And go out it there under the trees
Fresh start that you've made before
It won't be some kind of relief
'Cause you'll still exist the drama queen
And I won't be the thing ya need
The thing yous need
And have it all work out okay
Have everything work out okay
And have it all work out okay
*** Thanx a lot to Shamethebells for this ane ***
Placelessness
Velvet Painting I desire to catch you and tell you
Come, come, come
We're all on the run
No one sleeps at night
The phones all ring
The sirens sing
The stars seem extra bright
And the buildings all calorie-free up like ornaments
In some black velvet painting over the bed
Be happy we plant someone to love
'Cuz out here it never seems to be enough
Yeah, out here it never seems to be plenty
No information technology never never never never never never is enough
Saw-edged Grass Run, run, there you go, over the creek bed We let it go in silence Oh no, there you go, running through the saw-edge grass
Yous just took off
Running through the saw-edged grass
We didn't even plough nosotros knew you lot would come up back
No one really knew
We tiptoed around the things that prepare you off
Like playing with Matches in the high dry out grass
Why are the brilliant ones always so crazy
I know you dearest u.s. more than y'all love your demands
Just something keeps you lot running and merely you can stop it
It takes off the edge
Sometimes we wrap information technology up in silence
Cuz it'southward the just manner to rescue the wildest friend
Oh no
Plow, plow oh you burn, on the horizon
Hair whips round your face up, tumble through the weekend
Underneath the overpass, over the off ramp
Something keeps you lot running and we tin only judge
Digging upward the things you hid under the footbridge
Scratches from the branches will only give you away
Simply give you away, merely requite you abroad, away
Refugees Hey, hey, hey And I ran to the place where information technology was all supposed to go downwardly Hey, hey, hey They're calling from the eye (stay out in the wild)
So I gave your listing to the ones who determine these things
And they said 'Pitiful, yous take to wait.'
And I talked to the human who makes all the plans
But honestly he didn't seem so into it
What practice you say
Hey, hey, hey, hey
What do you say
Simply I couldn't see anything through the crowd
Encounter, we're all refugees, running from the scene
And looking for someplace warm and safe to hide
What do you lot say
Hey, hey, hey, hey
What practise you say
They're chosen from the middle (you're out in the wild)
They're calling from the eye (stay out in the wild)
Pacifica
The sunday'southward like a heavy paw on the visor
You're sketching the scenery equally I drive
Pacifica opens upward on the horizon
Stretches of blue ignite and nosotros're gone
Some other daytrip to sea and sky
To take hold of the water throw off light
We walked, and talked about
These dispensable lives of ours
Just waiting for an offer to take off
And start over…Pacifica
Out on the blacktop with time to kill
I've got a blank heart for you to fill
Swing
Swing, baby, swing
You're a bulb on a wire
Lone and apart
In the center of the crowd
The chaos here it takes you to countries
That just get hotter.
And laugh, baby, laugh,
Til your face feels the grin
Cross people off the list
When yous're tired
Plough off the telephone
And await for the calls
I want you to
Want you to
Learn how to want
Oh, yep, y'all come and you lot go
But it don't mean a matter
Hit the bars where nosotros're all
Made of stars
Yeah, we're all happy friends
I desire you to want
I want you lot to want
I just desire you to want Nightswimming
Singing, low and sweet,
A dirge every bit the h2o rose
To our hearts
And we float through a metropolis
The stage is deserted and dark
Like trailing vines keep clinging
On and on
Nightswimming only the current's
Like a carousel unhinged
Firelight…are nosotros gonna reach the scene
Of the crime, with all this evidence in hand?
Or volition we just go on feeling our way
Downwards the river til we come across til we see…
Just up ahead only up ahead just up ahead it's always…
Black H2o The boys are breaking guitars Kind of lovable simply kind of Just rock it straight from the crypt
Star light, blistering white, black water
A m motorbikes, blackness water
And housewives still on the run
From black h2o and
Killer spelling bees, black water
In black water
And eating little girl hearts in
Black water
Carelessly vicious
Sort of unstoppable
Just officially going nowhere
The colored lights leave you hypnotized
Just you're frozen in the spotlight's glare
So never be the pretentious i
And never exist the one who achieves
Into black water
That'southward all it takes to be hip
In blackness water
C'mon, c'monday, c'monday
Wash abroad your mistakes
In black water
Lonesome
Sunday night, past subway light
Only the train is notwithstanding far abroad
Yous said y'all'd come up
By now everyone is drinking wine
From paper cups…
Are you lot lonesome tonight
Do yous feel a little achy
I don't think y'all have a fever,
Merely I don't know…you do seem common cold.
It's like blackness, black, blackness, black
Black cars y'all tin't see into.
Leaving y'all wondering
And waiting on the curb
With all their little secrets
So keep on running from the winter
But you can't assistance missing the snow
And all these unfamiliar people
Who can't always become dorsum dwelling house
Who tin't ever go back home
Riot Act Upper west side Central Park view At present information technology's and then loud it'south quiet Oh, did you believe the hype, the lines Where'm I going where'grand I coming from Oh, the scenery comes and the scenery goes
Baby I know you want to rest
Go comfortable with your regrets
Don't want to hear the riot act
Go read again
But y'all don't feel quiet inside
Suddenly witting of only
How high up we are
Ready or non
They're shouting Quiet! Quiet!
Into the starry night
Cause we could foresee the fall,
The crash, the crowds, oh the crowds
Now it'southward so loud it'south quiet
Gear up or non
They're shouting Repose! Quiet!
Into the starry night
Tin can you tell me tell me
Where'southward the safety house?
Tell me, tell me where to hide out
Tell me, tell me where'southward the rubber business firm
Tell me, tell me
A bottle rocket shot out of a backstreet lot
Trucks up on blocks the empties knocking around
In the dorsum as we blitz directly through the speedway
After the manic landscape mistiness
Of the flyover states
All of a sudden it's and then clear the rest falls away
And I'm back in this country of ii
I've been a faceless waitress
And data-collecting something
Someplace off the motorway
Information technology doesn't matter what I do
To pay for the days
The merely thing that'southward existent
The only place that's habitation is here in this country of two
And morning feels like the afternoon
But I don't feel foreign or confused anymore
In this placeless place I found with you
The audio of cars comes crashing in
To this drinking glass-walled box upward on the hill
But I'll never tire of the rhythm that it brings
To this placeless place yous found me in
Oh these stars and stripes are merely sickle-celled
Hammer-headed sharks and nosotros volition remain autonomously.
These stars and stripes are just sickle-celled
Hammer-headed sharks and we will remain autonomously.
Park n' Ride
( Subconscious rail )
Oh we could see the city lights
From the Park n'Ride
Under the bridge that's where we hid
From the passing head lights
You were and so good at finding these
Places we weren't supposed to be
Pressed up against the oh-so-clean
Looking surfaces of things.
Everyone is Crying Out to Me, Beware
(Lyrics by Yanka, Translated by Andrei Konstantinov - For the original Russian Lyrics click HERE) I surrender… I surrender… I surrender… I get out I surrender the other half of my kingdom From bully knowledge comes but sorrow In the sail on the wind, barefoot into the dew On a parallel rail a black satellite flies Come together everyone for the meaningless forum Because from great knowledge comes simply sorrow I'thou so fucking ill of all this I have to crawl away I volition take to practice without blue dusky birds I volition have to swap the ritual Everyone is crying out to me, beware Carried nether arm into the steppe, sermon in your ear A ribbon on the breast A grayness calm, lulled by the wheels. Eternal flame, florescent lights Carried under arm into the steppe To die in public with commercial success My expiry'southward been sold I'm walking on a tightrope, sighing every bit I go The traffic calorie-free is blinking merrily We are up to the knees in your voices Nosotros are under the aim of thousands of your phrases It is by twisted mouths that moles Information technology is over nearsighted optics Until the hand remembers For this there is a special reason Through the cracks, a convoy For this in that location is a special department The meadow awaited berries Allow bygones rot The broom hopped across the hummocks And so we will play games Gotcha dummy, Gotcha The truest police force tied the first As the scornful prophecy Gotcha dummy, gotcha The plane volition come for us The meadow awaited berries
Half my Kingdom
I surrender the other one-half of my kingdom
Eight square meters in my fairy kingdom
On an island of extinct vernaculars
Cupolas made from last twelvemonth's straw
Gems from the crown, two stale up eyes
Slippery tail of a send rat
The 5th paw of a stray dog
Leap will punish me for my frivolity
I'll come dorsum to knock on the gate
Stretching out a hand, begging for snow in winter
No kicking, no screaming, no sound, no shame
The laboratory keys are with the guard
Sunrise breathing downward my neck
Sunrise shrugs its shoulders, taking a farewell bow
From a reckless mind, only ditches and moats
From a beautiful soul, just scabs and lice
From universal dear, only mugs in blood
From fruitless ideas to disembodied guests
From ready tables to broken heads
From closed doors to buried beasts
It volition calm us and save u.s. and bring us peace
Nether a rough wing, dark at the circular table
A cerise and white affiche: "Hey, rev up your scooter!"
At the universal congress
How to deal with our delirium?
To wedge our will into idiot land
To sit silently and tap on the table
From a reckless mind, only ditches and moats
I repeat x times and again
Nobody knows how fucking rotten I feel
And the tv hangs from the ceiling
And how fucking rotten I feel, no one knows
That I want to start all over again
This poetry is sad, so deplorable that over again I repeat
How fucking rotten I feel
From the declaration of war onto all four strings
From the narrow-minded Spring into all four walls
From burnt food backside all iv misfortunes
From a generation of evil into four black numbers
Throw on the old compatible worn by somebody to holes
Without mismatched eyelashes
And revise in the morning time what didn't piece of work out yesterday
Leave the muddy railroad machine and continue with the haul
On the uncooled ashes, on a self-fabricated broom
To throw open your artillery in sleep, to non trip in the dark
That I am sick and tired of
For a deadly missile
The squeaky chair at the tabular array
For a child's scream around the corner
The wreath of tangled roses
For a depressive psychosis
The psychedelic paradise
For three bolts for the shack
Everyone is crying out to me, beware
A low bow, flocks are flying
A kerchief to the middle, a stone around the neck
A gulp in the pharynx
Mayhap they will forgive
They searched for then long
Clenched teeth, frontwards time
A cross under the window, tired elbows
Banner on a bayonet, fob to the chickens
Trembling veins, traveling light
Blonde and barefoot, a eye finger in your face
Running alongside on a leash
Dark passage, eyes widen
Strong brew, cry my loved ones
Corner, candle, table, icons
Flocks are flying
Possibly they will forgive
To blast your photogenic face confronting the rocks
To inquire politely, looking into the eyes of kind strangers
To decorate interiors and hang on the wall
To disrupt the geometry of square ceilings
To wedge like a naked brick into shining wallpaper
Similar a homeless shadow
My shadow'southward been sold
Sold
The board I'one thousand walking on will end – shortly I will fall
Under foot, under the wheels, under the heavy hammer
Going, going, gone
My death's been sold
Sold
The vocal flight fast against the winds
To rejoice in the sunshine and the raincheck
Happily ever after
My death's been sold
Sold
And you are upwardly to the shoulders in our hair
They are upwardly to the elbows in dark bellies
And I am up to the neck in deadly places
We are nether the period of humid water
And you under the audio of hammer blows
They are in the newspaper page's shadow
And I am in the moment of the atomic number 26 click
And yous are behind the wall that has complanate on us
She is on a pile of hands, hearts and eyes
And I am up to the pharynx in them, and in you, and in u.s.a.
Who've just cleared the slumber from their optics
Can meet the error of the sprout
Non trusting dumb tears
That the conveyer of sand crawls
The contumely knuckle trembles at the temple
The slanted board is calling
I'yard at the peephole, under the heel of the ceiling
At the archway was an egg or a hard-boiled word
I turn my face
Dream jerked with nightmare
A newborn bricklayer sings with me in unison
A winged breeze scorched the peaks of far-away rocks
And here information technology caresses the lawn.
For this there is a special department
For this there is a special regime
For this in that location is a special reason
Will seal the windows with grass
We will exist led to the slaughter
A hero volition cross himself
A loose column of prisoners will pace
Frontward, for the Motherland, into battle!
And the evil enemies will perish
Those who didn't put boots on
Who didn't bid farewell to themselves,
Who didn't kill themselves,
Will all be taken to the slaughter
For this there is a special regime
For this at that place is a special reason
The sea awaited weather
Time stands lonely
Faithful is the water in the swamp
Lenten, as a sin at dawn
Mists floated over the river
The lather drowned in the mud
My whole bath day was ruined
Hup-two, feet college off the ground
The one who made it in fourth dimension will dice
The one who stayed behind — a dummy
Gotcha dummy, Gotcha
Hup-ii, iii, four
Hup-2, three, four
Affiliate in a piffling knot
And pulled the ends til it snapped
Dig it, don't dig it, I tin can't get it
Is borne out by the present
Everything verified, everything fits together
Even the shitty fairy tale
It served well, they listened
And nodded to the crush
And blew articulate smoke at the ceiling
Merely the fairy tale is shitty
And the ending is incorrect
The dragon slayed and ate them all
Gotcha dummy, gotcha
To kick the rubber lord's day around in the nighttime
Hup-two, 3, four
Hup-2, three, four
The jump was named by an axe
The river was calmed by December
The morning by a lonely shot
The ocean awaited weather
Make Your Own Danger
Beautiful Auto Strike a match and burn through the season I want to experience love Oh, the coastline is ghostly The shore keeps getting closer to the highway Signal fades, accelerate I want to feel love Kaleidoscope collapses Oh I know, your conversations burrow through the walls The shotgun's going off in the harbor
Hot sand, the smell of diesel
On the back of my hand
The map is fading and the photographs
Accident out in a string of flares
We'll all go downwardly with the sun-drenched heathens
Dancing as the lanterns slowly sway
Get caught in the repeat sleeping room
I desire to become crushed
In the beautiful machine
The lighthouse on the hill
Common cold and however
The bounding main is closing in
Common cold and still
The stars are common cold and difficult
Reflected in the water
Where an Exxon sign blinks on
And on
Get caught in the echo bedroom
I want to get crushed
In the beautiful machine
Brings me up to the rapture
I desire to get defenseless
In the beautiful car
A stopwatch and a center full of darkness
Your dilapidated cabs fix sail like ships at body of water
When no ane is around, y'all're glittering
Storefront grates pulled downward
The highways are alive with the likes of you lot
Your words they make their manner into my rima oris
Where the West Side highway falls into the sea
There's no one hither but united states
Two hearts collide and turn to dust
And the whole world opens wide in front of you
Gunshots You chosen me upwardly long-distance last dark Then I drove Due north until it got cold Are you running nether water And to feel surrounded at every plow Accept a walk down Day Glow Avenue Are y'all hoping for a savior Is the revolution however a solar day abroad Could I be the one you wanted And information technology's all I always knew Then coffin me in a silver locket And information technology'southward all I ever knew So accept these photographs and merely cut them into pieces I will change my proper noun Until the sunday's drawn in the water and the copters circumvolve low up above (you autumn abroad) The kitchen was too serenity and Turn off the lights information technology gets real quiet Tonight, this evening When November ends Sure we're all alone So write your name Let'south dive straight downwards Allow'south dive, brake lights red against the snow A figure in the headlights Floating downstream, somewhere in Indiana Trucks and chains and tires rusting on the shore Forever westward, forever expanding A million fruit shaped islands they volition blossom I desire a blackout What I crave
I thought I heard gunshots terminal night
Underneath the broken streetlight
Back when this was the bad function of town
All off-rails betting joints and dive confined
Rent was cheap and it was well worth it
To talk around the problem and fight
I wish there was something much better left to say
Simply guys similar you, you know you tin't really have friends
You salve it all for one good woman
Where the deer all await by the sides of the road
Waiting for just the correct take chances to leap
'Cause safe lies over the next hill, always
Yes I hope we go it right
I hope we get it right
I hope we get it right
Are you dreaming of a lost god
Of a rock star from some forgotten age
Is the anthem playing in your head
As the searchlight sweeps an empty stage
Follow the pointer downwardly Fascination Street
Facing a window into another earth
I think yous needed to be found
Kissing silhouettes dissolving into smoke
Information technology'southward an epic soundtrack for the neon days
It'south your revolution and your barricade
It's the sweetness feel of anonymity
Is it the money, or the season
Or but desire with no place to go
When the waitress looks you in the middle
Nether the makeup she'southward just some other girl
Who's not gonna tell you who you lot are.
As the searchlight sweeps across an empty stage
Do y'all feel surrounded at every turn
Kissing silhouettes dissolving into smoke
My dearest is a mountain
Glittering white with snow
And no one can mine it
Information technology's stone
A diamond in the coal
But no ane could find it
It's over
It's all I always knew
Or move miles and miles away
Just your eyes plough skyward
To the north, to the north
It's all I ever knew
It'south all I always knew
Colored lights and clapboard cheap motels and starlight
Restaurants glow like a string of oiled pearls
As the smoke pours up through manholes in shimmering spirals
Curling up the walls to rooms with rooftop views
Under the wings and in the hollows little pockets filled with secrets
Oh yep we run
Through the bridges and the tunnels throwing boots that catch on wires
We're gonna run
Til you landscapes become cute and wild
Take these one-dark stands and longtime disappointments
Turn them into bars of gold and vintage wine
Forget everything
Until the dream is merely a dream of someone else'southward fantasy life
(you fall abroad)
(you fall away)
(yous fall away)
I don't want to fall in love tonight
I'm merely hither to watch the show
And then go home, go abode
My glaze was near the door
I came lonely, alone
Now's the hardest part
When your eyes light up like rockets
But I won't turn effectually
Won't turn around, around
I won't listen in
Or think virtually
Your mouth
It's hunting time
A ball falls to the ground
Build a fire similar Jack London's
And the Artic winds cut downwardly
Slumber til the snow melts
And you cannot just pretend
In a house made out of
Broken bones on craven legs
That run
With a finger in the frost
Waiting, waiting for the holidays
Waiting, waiting for the holidays
Chase me through a dream life
On a motorbike made of ice
Pond in the homo-made lake
Safari in the mall at night
Let'south drive all night
Let's brand our own danger
'Cause danger makes usa experience existent shut
An empty bottle in the snow
Let's work on our habit
Addiction makes usa feel real close
And I just desire to experience real close
We but want to feel existent close
Under the bridge fires punctuate the darkness
Salvaged my mast from a burn sale in Queens
The city blows up, trembling in the water
And I holler, innocent and gratis
Counting the silos and singing La Marseillaise
Stealing corn and weaving wild flowers
Into a sail that'due south bigger than the sun
Dominicus-kissed slashes I steer right past
Mistook your rockets for fireworks and flares
I guess the hunt is on, tracers mark the bullseye
Armadas armed with waterguns and mirrors
The crowd is auspicious, throwing neon streamers
And we holler, innocent and free
Hush at present baby, baby don't you lot cry
'Crusade stars are shooting arrows from their eyes
And battleships proceed falling from the sky
Another a beautiful night
So baby don't cry
In a sea of pink champagne foam
And your kokosnoot shell boat it volition rock
Til nosotros both autumn asleep and awake
Below a wild, trembling oak
We'll wake to the chocolate caresses of a ghost
And the icicle flowers volition sing to united states
In reverse…
Under a white sky
Optics hurting from the light
Seagull circumvoluted upwards in a higher place
Pare on the river is tight
Waiting for the storm
Reason to light the burn
The heart of safety
Branches cut up the heaven
And just enough power to freeze
Simply not to kill
Just plenty power to make
You be nevertheless
Violence and beauty
Something untamed
Something that they can't control
With their underground machines
That will cover us all up
That will cover u.s. all upward
That will cover usa all up
Non Albums Tracks
Oops! ...I Did It Again Information technology might seem like a crush 'Cause to lose all my senses Y'all come across my problem is this I weep watching the days But to lose all my senses I did it again I did it once again to your heart
(Britney Spears cover)
I think I did information technology over again
I fabricated yous believe
We're more than than just friends
Oh babe, baby
But it doesn't mean
That I'm serious
Information technology's just so typically me
I'g dreaming abroad
Wishing that heroes, they truly exist
Can't y'all see I'm a fool
In so many means
It'due south just so typically me
Babe oh
I played with your heart
Got lost in the game
Oh infant, baby
Yous remember I'm in love
That I'm sent from higher up
But I'm not that innocent
Got lost in this game, baby
You retrieve that I'm sent from higher up
I'yard not that innocent
I'm non that innocent
I'm not that innocent
I'yard not
I'm not that innocent
Outpost Come up along Come inside
( The Bogus Bounding main Featuring Alina Simone )
Come up inside
The light is gone
The days are long
I demand this
Time to reach
A sense of peace
Deliverance is leaving
Fluorescent lights
And metal and so
Polished it hurts
To expect at
Here I am
Finally
At domicile with y'all it's easy
To turn it off
Drown it out
Shutter it in
And zone out
I will exist
The woman on the equus caballus
Waiting for you
At the outpost
I'll bring you in
Tobacco stained and reeking
Map the scars
All upward your arms
And brand a balm for the lesions
Never shake
It's warm enough
Here'south something hot
For you to drink down
Exist the guest
Be the one
At the center of attention
The light is gone
The days are long
I need this
Time to attain
A sense of peace
Deliverance is leaving
Fluorescent lights
And metal and then
Polished information technology hurts
To look at
Here I am
Finally
At abode with you it's like shooting fish in a barrel
To turn it off
Drown it out
Shutter information technology in
And zone out
I will be
The woman on the equus caballus
Waiting for you
At the outpost
Waiting for you
At the outpost
Waiting for you lot
At the outpost
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