cold mountain ost

You'll walk unscathed through musket fire
No plowman's blade will cut thee down
No cutler's horn will mark thy face
and you will be my ain true love
and you will be my ain true love

And as you walk through death's dark veil
the cannon's thunder can't prevail
And those who hunt thee down will fail
and you will be my ain true love
and you will be my ain true love

Asleep inside the cannon's mouth
the captain cries "Here comes the rout"
They'll seek to find me north & south
I've gone to find my ain true love

The field is cut and bleeds to red
the cannonballs fly round my head
The infirmaryman may count me dead
when I've gone to find my ain true love
I've gone to find my ain true love...

# Posté le lundi 01 décembre 2008 07:14

Modifié le mardi 02 décembre 2008 12:36

meds

I was alone, falling free,
Trying my best not to forget,
What happened to us, what happened to me,
What happened as I let it slip.

I was confused by the powers that be,
Forgetting names and faces,
Passers by, were looking at me,
As if they could erase it.

Baby... did you forget to take your meds?
Baby... did you forget to take your meds?

I was alone, staring over the ledge,
Tyring my best not to forget,
All manner of joy, all manner of glee,
And our one heroic pledge.

How it mattered to us, how it mattered to me,
And the consequences.
I was confused, by the birds and the bees,
Forgetting if I meant it.

Baby..did you forget to take your meds?
Baby..did you forget to take your meds?
Baby..did you forget to take your meds?
Baby..did you forget to take your meds?

And the sex and the drugs, and the complications.
And the sex and the drugs, and the complications.
And the sex and the drugs, and the complications.
And the sex and the drugs, and the complications.

Baby..did you forget to take your meds?
Baby..did you forget to take your meds?
Baby..did you forget to take your meds?
Baby..did you forget to take your meds?
Baby..did you forget to take your meds?
Baby..did you forget to take your meds?

I was alone, falling free, trying my best not to forget.
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# Posté le jeudi 20 novembre 2008 08:28

Modifié le mardi 02 décembre 2008 12:36

every me & every you

Sucker love is heaven sent
You pucker up, our passion's spent
My hearts a tart your body's rent
My body's broken yours is spent

Carve your name into my arm
Instead of stressed I lie here charmed
Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you

Sucker love a box I choose
No other box I choose to use
Another love I would abuse
No circumstances could excuse

In the shape of things to come
Too much poison come undone
Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you
Every me

Sucker love is known to swing
Prone to cling and waste these things
Pucker up for heaven sake
There's never been so much at stake

I serve my head up on a plate
It's only comfort calling late
Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you
Every me

Like the naked leads the blind
I know I'm selfish I'm unkind
Sucker love I always find
Someone to bruise and leave behind
All alone in space and time
There's nothing here but what here's mind
Something borrowed something blue
Every me and every you
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# Posté le jeudi 20 novembre 2008 08:23

Modifié le mardi 02 décembre 2008 12:37

In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death

We have no future
Heaven wasn't made for me
We burn ourselves to hell
As fast as it can be
And I wish that I could be a king
Then I'd know that I am not alone

Maggots put on shirts
Sell each others shit
Sometimes I feel so worthless
Sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough
Then I'd know that I am not alone

Death is policeman
Death is the priest
Death is the stereo
Death is a TV
Death is the Tarot
Death is an angel and
Death is our God
Killing us all

She puts the seeds in me
Plant this dying tree
She's a burning string
And I'm just the ashes

She put the seeds in me
Plant this dying tree
She's a burning string
And I'm just the ashes
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# Posté le jeudi 20 novembre 2008 08:13

Modifié le mardi 02 décembre 2008 12:45

Target Audience

Am I sorry your sky went black,
Put your knives in babies backs?
Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy's and Huxley too?

But I'm sorry Shakespeare
Was your scapegoat
And your apples sticking into my throat
Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails
And your crucifixion commercials failed
But I'm just a pitiful anonymous

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
We all just sing their song

Am I sorry to be alive
Putting my face in the beehive?
Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too?

I'm sorry you never check
The bag in my head for a bomb
And my halo was a needle hole
I'm sorry I saw a priest being beaten
And I made a wish
But I'm just a pitiful anonymous

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
We all just sing their song
We all just sing their song

"the valley of death we are free
Your father's your prison you see"

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
We all just sing their song

You're just a copy of an imitation
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# Posté le jeudi 20 novembre 2008 08:09

Modifié le mardi 02 décembre 2008 12:43