Bright Eyes - If the brakeman turns my way
Tekst :
When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbird
Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you re breathing in reverse
All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse
Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt
Better find yourself a place to level out
Got a cricket for a conscience always looks the other way
A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret
Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn t play
Tried to listen to the river but you couldn t shut your mouth
Better take a little time to level out
I never thought of running
My feet just led the way
Mixed up Signals
Bullet Train
Cars are switched out in the crazy rain
I could meet you any place
If the Brakeman turns my way
All this automatic writing I have tried to understand
From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand
It s an infinite coincidence but it doesn t form a plan
So I m headed for New England or the Paris of the South
Gonna find myself somewhere to level out
Are your brothels full, Oh Babylon, with merry Middlemen?
Never peer out of their periscopes from those deep opium dens
All this death must need a counterweight always someone born again
First a mother bathes her child then the other way around
The Scales always find a way to level out
I tried to pass for nothing
But my dreams gave me away
Mixed up Signals
Bullet Train
People snuffed out in the brutal rain
I could live to any age
If the Brakeman turns my way
It is an old world it s hard to remember
Like a dime store mystery
I m a repeat first time offender
Who has rewritten history
Mixed up tea leaves
Phantom Pain
Fuzzy logic in the crazy rain
Getting better every day
If the Brakeman turns my way
Mixed up Signals
Bullet Train
Cars are switched out in the blinding rain
He ll be smiling as he seals my fate
When the Brakeman turns my way Inne utwory
Black comedy Easy lucky free The center of the world Puella quam amo est pulchra We must sing Woke up with this song The joy in descovery I believe in symmetry Everything must belong somewhere Tripped The big picture A poetic retelling of an unfortunate seduction Gold mine gutted I must belong somewhere Ouija Well whiskey The first Noel Losowe utwory
Making choices and hoping that they re all right.
Hating waiting for something to make this worth the waiting...
and what are you waiting for?
Any advice?
Intervention of a mental melt down.
Too late to help, it s out of my hands now.
Do you want to do what you want to, and not tell...
Oh yeah
Stir it up...
Stir it up, little darling
Stir it up, just like that man
Stir it up, little darling
Stir it up
It s been a long, long time
Since I ve got you on my mind, oh yeah
And now that you are here
Well well well gold gold sweat
i m a nervous break
i m at the dental clinic for a check
to his chair i m strapped a drill
in the driller killer s chair
pain is what you get
just thinking of it...
Blue is the colour of the red sky
Will he, will he come home tonight
Blue is the colour that she feels insdie
Matador I can t hide my fear anymore
Azul es el color del rojo cielo
Volvera, volvera a mi esta noche
Azul es el color que...
To hesitate, to reel and stutter in a free fall to eat your grapes
and slow the runner you just need calm
Don t let me down I m already down
like a rubber band pulled between two hands in a slow defiance
of when it...