Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Stones & Kings

Harmonious
The riff and the sigh
Wave after wave
Of pure feeling
The drug in the water
Is grey poison
The systematic loss
Of space and time
Is revelry
Poor reason
Abandoned today
Thrown away
With the clothes
In honesty we stand
Real flesh real strings
Sex on fire
Burning away at the numbness
With ghosts of laughter
The remains of sanity
Broken puppet strings
Unyeilding unmoving
Cherry in mouth
The red revenge
A temporary world
For the unhinged
The stones and kings
Of our day
Easy on the ears
Easy on the eyes
We sing into oblivion
As we sail to nirvana
Today
We sing to our souls
And leave mortals behind
Waiting for the night

Monday, June 24, 2013

Angus & Julia Stone, 'Hold On' Lyrics

And I'm waiting for the day
I know you've got your part
And I'm waiting for the day
I know you'll have the heart
And I'm hoping that you'll say
That you loved me all this time
But it turns out just the same
And you break apart the things I had
Hold on, what did you say that for?
Hold on, what did you say that for?
Hold on, what do you take me for?
Hold on, what did you say that for?
And I'm waiting for the day
Inside my mother's clothing store
And I'm waiting for the day
What am I waiting for?
Hold on, what did you say that for?
Hold on, what did you say that for?
Hold on, what do you take me for?
Hold on, what did you say that for?

Wasteland

Truth becomes a river
Like glittering diamonds
A liquid lie
Formed by words
And guided by deeds
Sleeping across the surface
Of self discovery
Dreaming on into the night
Drinking again the moonlight
And illuminated
We all fall in despair
No one ever wished
To see where he fell
To look at his living sin
And all this time
One was walking blind
In a grove of promise
Till all the lies disappeared
And we found our souls
In a wasteland
Picture of the struggle
In search of meaning
In creation
In existance
Betraying the faith
And losing a god

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Paper Aeroplanes (Lyrics by Angus & Julia Stone)

I spilled the ink across the page trying to
spell your name
So I fold it up and I flick it out
Paper Aeroplane
It wont fly the seven seas to you
Cause it didnt leave my room
But it awaits the hands of someone else
The garbage man
Got to say mmm mmm mmm [x2]
So he opens it up and reads it out to all
his friends
Amongst the crowd a heart will break and
a heart will mend
He walks on home tired from work
The letter falls from his hand
He reaches out only to catch the sky
Its gone with the wind
Got to say mmm mmm mmm [x2]
I spilled the ink across the land
Trying to spell your name
Up and down there it goes
Paper Aeroplane
It hasnt flown the seven seas to you
But its on its way
It goes through the hands
Then to someone else
To find you girl
Got to say mmm

Somos lo que somos

Sometimes, you suppress who you are. People hurt you, even burn you. You then come to a dangerous conclusion: you are not just different, you are a freak and it is all your fault. I had to kill who I was. Impossible of cause. When you lose self you are not alive.. I told myself I was going to walk with my feelings on my sleeve, that I would let myself go. I felt diluted for so long. It was good. I spoke for the first time. I learned their ways and it was good. I could not breathe though. I only caught a breath when I was with specific people. But that is not the story. The story starts after it all, after the pain of gradually losing self disappears. When you wake up and find yourself back in your own skin. When you open your eyes and find darkness, black and familiar, welcoming. The light starts to hurt your eyes again. I suddenly realised I was apologizing. This was who I was. Why had I been hiding? Did it give me anything? This is the man I am. Who cares what the world says. Is it not that the greatest contribution I can spare to the society is being myself? Then I remember society. I realise I created one around me. You cannot avoid them. I cant. What now? An old face in a new world. Im numb. Im unable to move. I dunno how to. But then maybe I don't need to. I am who I am. And I must proceed as such

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Requiem for Lost Love

[Pt1: The Arrow]

Fell
Fated to melt your heart
Described as an arrow in flight
Quivering in the wind
An ethereal force
Oozing forth
Which no man could staunch
Even with his pride

Unbreakable, no fragility
Unthinkable to lose
Hollow thoughts for hollow souls
Written on its gate
Swung loose for the good of all mankind
The towering king of war
Who ate the sun
And drowned the moon

[Pt2 The Flower]

Yellow in the little green meadow
Cyan under the moonlight
Red rose under my blood-red sky
A silhoutte, anonymous on the cape of dusk
The first call of love to the black of heart
Untainted by fear, untouched by evil
Bane of the insanity I craved
A link to my youth

But it fell
And so Fell the flower became
Colourful nomore, a simple word
To burn my world
As if a flower could burn
And for once I felt
The sadness of killing a queen
Taking her rotten fragnance as well

[Pt3 The Flame]

And then the flame danced
Into my open arms
She kissed me once
And proclaimed her love
Showing me the night's hidden treasures
And the lights of men
I became more alive
With every touch

But the flame like the flower
Learned to burn me through
As her hand was neither not nor mine
And confusion started to set
Like the sun of love that bound us
And the fire of lust
That ruled every breath
Ragged and uneven, till now

[Pt4] The Ashes

There it was
The all-consuming fire
And the days grew older
As I got stronger
Seeing a wide field
Full of sunflowers in bloom
Looking down at my own hands
Finding a fist-full of purpose
Reading tomorrow on my palm
And I dared to hope
That all I fought for
Was realised,
Was not in vain
So you can imagine the pain
That travelled across my face
When I woke up to see
The slow fall of the ashes
Drifting below, serenely slow
And like little snowflakes
They barely made a sound
As if death was indeed silent
No tolling of bells
Noone to herald the doom
So soon to the bloom
Too soon to bat the fires down
The flame gold with life
Extinguished too the glowing coals
No light found on that dreary day
Like the life I once had
And to remember it, is to realise
No return, nor re-living
Just the composing of a lament
Or the requiem for lost love
No holding on to past in breath or essence
Just evanescence or liberation
Just vanishing or letting go

Monday, June 10, 2013

When in Love

All the world is silent
I breathed in too deep
I could have fallen any second
My thoughts so steep
And delights so violent
Painted on my soul
I knew I would lose the war
Of oneness and whole
I knew the stars would sing
But i'd never see them again
Anything that shined would be her
Anything beautiful on the horizon
Colour and nature
And my eyes would see everything
And i'd become blind
Oh when in love
When everything came alive
I would test my own boundaries
Of sanity
And wonder at my lucidity
And when truly fallen
I would not know
Where I began or ended
Or if I belonged to myself

Katatonia - Lethean