CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES AND MYSPACE LAYOUTS »

Monday, December 28, 2009

"Little Bird" by Imogen Heap

Little bird, little bird, little bird
What do you hear?
The clink of morning cheers
Orange juice concentrate
Crossword puzzles start to grade
One across
Four letter word, it's just not sitting

Little bird, little bird, little bird
What do you see?
A picture perfect scene
Two toned lawns are manicured
The gardens wearing haute couture

It's hiding something
It's trying too hard
Hiding something
It's trying too hard

Little bird, little bird, little bird
Where are they now?
Day time tv lounge
A carriage clock, a mantle piece
A family wiped up, j cloth cleaned
Unsaid, festers in the throws of the sofa

Little bird, little bird, little bird
How are you feeling?
Like? quarantine
Pearly whites, touch down smile
Haps and creases round the eyes

Tell tale, heart sail
We smell rats in the kitchen
Tell tale, heart sail
We smell rats in the kitchen

Little bird, little bird, little bird
What can we do?
A think tank think rescue
Simon says, etch a sketch
Send a golden message only he would get
Quickly now
Cause this is not how it ends

Little bird, little bird, little bird
(Little bird, little bird, little bird)
Well I've got one more question
(Little bird, little bird, little bird)
And I swear I'll let it rest
(Little bird, little bird, little bird)
Well I've just one more question
(Little bird, little bird, little bird)
And I swear I'll let it rest

One more question
I'll let it rest
I swear I'll let it rest
Got one more question
(And I swear I'll let it rest)
I've got one more question

Little bird, little bird, little bird
Where have you gone?

"Satellite Heart" by Anya Marina

So pretty, so smart
Such a waste of a young heart
What a pity, what a sham
What's the matter with you, man?

Don't you see it’s wrong, can't you get it right?
Out of mind and outta sight
Call on all your girls, don't forget the boys
Put a lid on all that noise

I’m a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
You stop, I start
But I'll be true to you

I hear you're living out of state
Running in a whole new scene
They say I haven't slept in weeks
You're the only thing I see

I'm a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
You stop, I start
But I'll be true to you

I’m a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
You stop I start
But I'll be true to you
No matter what you do
Yeah I’ll be true to you
Oooooooooo

"The Winter Song" by Eisley

Walking home with the snow
It is falling down
Passing by lit windows
The people inside, they wave from the glow

Chimney smoke billowing
Snowflakes on my lashes
Oh one starry night I was walking
And singing this song

La la la la, la la la
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la

Walking home with the snow
It is falling down
Passing by lit windows
The people inside, they wave from the glow

Chimney smoke billowing
Snowflakes on my lashes
Oh one starry night I was walking
And singing this song

[Singing]La la la la, la la la
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la
La la la la, la la la
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la

It's that day again
It's that time of year
With our smiling faces
We will sing with cheer

La la la la, la la la
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la
La la la la, la la la
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la
La la la la, la la la
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la

"Curse Your Branches" by David Bazan

red and orange or red and yellow
in which of these do you believe
if you’re not sure right now please take a moment
i need your signature before you leave

when i sleep i’m usually dreaming
though more and more it’s only one
where every hired gun i’ve ever fired
is making love to you while i look on

all fallen leaves should curse their branches
for not letting them decide where they should fall
and not letting them refuse to fall at all

digging up the root of my confusion
if no one planted it, then how does it grow
and why are some hell bent upon there being an answer
while some are quite content to answer i don’t know

all fallen leaves should curse their branches
for not letting them decide where they should fall
and not letting them refuse to fall at all

"Hard to Be" by David Bazan

You’ve heard the story
You know how it goes
Once upon a garden
We were lovers with no clothes
Fresh from the soil
We were beautiful and true
In control of our emotions
Til we ate the poison fruit

And now it’s hard to be
Hard to be, hard to be
A decent human being

Wait just a minute
You expect me to believe
That all this misbehaving
Grew from one enchanted tree
And helpless to fight it
We should all be satisfied
With this magical explanation
For why the living die

And why it’s hard to be
Hard to be, hard to be
A decent human being

Childbirth is painful
We toil to grow our food
Ignorance made us hungry
Information made us no good
Every burden misunderstood

So I swung my tassle
To the left side of my cap
Knowing after graduation
There would be no going back
And no congratulations
From my faithful family
Some of whom are already fasting
To intercede for me

Because it’s hard to be…..