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06.1.2008

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , , on June 2, 2008 by Ryan Sanford Smith

How’s It Gonna Be (lyrics to the song by Third Eye Blind)

I’m only pretty sure that I can’t take anymore
Before you take a swing
I wonder what are we fighting for
When I say out loud
I wanna get out of this
I wonder is there anything
I’m gonna miss

I wonder how it’s gonna to be
When you don’t know me
How’s it gonna be
When you’re sure I’m not there
How’s it gonna be
When there’s no one there to talk to
Between you and me
Cause I don’t care
How’s it gonna be
How’s it gonna be

Where we used to laugh
There’s a shouting match
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch
A silence I can’t ignore
Like the hammock by the doorway we spent time in
tha swings empty
Don’t see lightning like last fall
When it was always about to hit me

I wonder how’s it gonna be
When it goes down
How’s it gonna be
When you’re not around
How’s it gonna be
When you found out there was nothing
Between you and me
Cause I don’t care
How’s it gonna be

How’s it gonna be
When you don’t know me anymore
And how’s it gonn be?

Want to get myself back in again
The soft dive of oblivion
I want to taste the salt of your skin
The soft dive of oblivion… oblivion
How’s it going to be
When you don’t know me anymore
How’s it going to be
How’s it going to be

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05.25.2008

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , , on May 26, 2008 by Ryan Sanford Smith

Hollow Man (lyrics to the song by R.E.M.)

‘ve been lost inside my head
Echoes fall off me
I took the prize last night
for complicated mess
for saying things I didn’t mean
and don’t believe

Believe in me
Believe in nothing
Corner me
And make me something
I’ve become the hollow man
have I become the hollow man I see?

I see this echoing
You had placed your trust in me
I went upside down
I emptied out the room in thirty seconds left
I can’t believe you held your ground

Believe in me
Believe in nothing
Corner me
And make me something
I’ve become the hollow man
have I become the hollow man I see?

I’m overwhelmed
I’m on repeat
I’m emptied out
I’m incomplete
You trusted me
I want to show you
I don’t want to be the hollow man

Believe in me
Believe in nothing
Corner me
And make me something
I’ve become the hollow man
have I become the hollow man I see?

05.16.2008

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , , on May 16, 2008 by Ryan Sanford Smith

Golgotha Tenement Blues (lyrics to the song by Machines of Loving Grace)

I am city
I am the park
I am glow in the mother fucking dark
I am shocked and I seethe
I don’t want to believe no more
No more
No more
Golgotha tenement
city of sores
Give me your tired and your wicked
Give me your dollar whores
Down on the boulevard children are sold
To pave the way
For your streets of gold
Streets of gold

05.11.2008

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , , on May 11, 2008 by Ryan Sanford Smith

Klavier (‘Piano’ — lyrics to the song by Rammstein, translated from the original German)

They say to me
Open this door
curiosity screams
Whatever could it be
Back behind that door
A piano
The keys are all dusty
The strings are all untuned
Back behind that door
At the piano
But she plays no more
It so long ago

On the piano
She’s who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away

She said to me too
That I’ll stay with you
But it just seemed to be
She played alone for me
I poured her blood
On the fire of my rage
I locked up her shrine
They questioned in time

At the piano
She’s who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away
At the piano
I stand by her
But it just seemed to be
She played alone for me

They opened up the door
And how they cried
I heard her mother plea
her father struck out at me
They tore her from her chair
No one believed me there
I was so insane
With the strech and the pain

At the piano
She’s who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away
At the piano
She’s who I hear
As I began to play
I took her breath away

05.10.2008

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , on May 11, 2008 by Ryan Sanford Smith

Blue (lyrics to the song by Yoko Kanno)

Never seen a blue sky
Yeah I can feel it reaching out
And moving closer
There’s something about blue
Asked myself what it’s all for
You know the funny thing about it
I couldn’t answer
No I couldn’t answer

Things have turned a deeper shade of blue
And images that might be real
May be illusion
Keep flashing off and on
Free
Wanna be free
Gonna be free
And move among the stars
You know they really aren’t so far
Feels so free
Gotta know free
Please
Don’t wake me from the dream
It’s really everything it seemed
I’m so free
No black and white in the blue

Everything is clearer now
Life is just a dream you know
That’s never ending
I’m ascending

04.29.2008

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , , , on April 29, 2008 by Ryan Sanford Smith

Pepper (lyrics to the song by Butthole Surfers)

Marky got with Sharon
And Sharon got Sharice
She was sharing Sharon’s outlook
On the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar
And Bobby was a racist
They were all in love with dyin’
They were doing it in Texas
Tommy played piano
Like a kid out in the rain
Then he lost his leg in Dallas
He was dancing with a train
They were all in love with dyin’
They were drinking from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain

I don’t mind the sun sometimes
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people’s eyes

Some will die in hot pursuit
In fiery auto crashes
Some will die in hot pursuit
While sifting through my ashes
Some will fall in love with life
And drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain

04.21.2008

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , , on April 21, 2008 by Ryan Sanford Smith

Dead Souls (lyrics from the song by Joy Division, later covered by Nine Inch Nails for The Crow soundtrack)

Someone take these dreams away,
That point me to another day,
A duel of personalities,
That stretch all true realities.

That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me.

Where figures from the past stand tall,
And mocking voices ring the halls.
Imperialistic house of prayer,
Conquistadors who took their share.

That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me.

Calling me, calling me, calling me, calling me.