Tonight's atmosphere feels a bit eerie, Poe-esque... truly fits the mood.
A damp walk with the dog felt a bit poetic, reflections dancing off pavement and such.
The kind of night a slug could appreciate
The kind of night a slug could appreciate
Pondering skipping the art formula for the night and catching a horror flick,
likely old school psychological, Giallo or something similar.
I've chosen: the Town That Dreaded Sundown (1976)
I've chosen: the Town That Dreaded Sundown (1976)
STRANGE DAZE indeed.
...the beat goes on
And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love,
So this is maybe just a SOS shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug
Or maybe resident incurable romantic defunct in the face of fact
Blackboard formula waits by the next class
with the outlines still intact, and I see it
And I'm still not sure of the meaning
But I'll say it, write it down, and read it for you
No protective leathery flesh of emotional chain-mail
(No running shoes) no running, no locking doors, no anger
(No e-mail) no voicemail communicational strangulation
Or distortion of purity sentiment
No fantasy of reconciliation or delusion, no revenge
(No bullshit) no culture hidden agendas, no preaching
(No pedestal) no standing on the pulpit, no ego,
No newspeak or freakish lingo
(Here I go...)
I haven't loved many people
I grew up afraid that I was crazy
And one time when I was deep inside your body, you purred
And I was sure that you were gonna have my baby
And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love,
So this is maybe just a SOS shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug
And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love,
So this is maybe just a SOS shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug
I used to be in love...
Everything you said
I took it all to heart,
And you spurred a change in me
Before I could become a new sun I had to fall apart
And I can see that now
And I wish you well
Cause you saw what was good in me,
And I'll be god damned if I didn't see that myself.
And everything you are
I know you got to cry
Before I could become a new man,
I had to lose my mind, had to lose my mind
And I see that now
And I wish you well
Cause I see what's good in you
And I'll be god damned if you cant see that yourself.
So this is maybe just a SOS shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug
Or maybe resident incurable romantic defunct in the face of fact
Blackboard formula waits by the next class
with the outlines still intact, and I see it
And I'm still not sure of the meaning
But I'll say it, write it down, and read it for you
No protective leathery flesh of emotional chain-mail
(No running shoes) no running, no locking doors, no anger
(No e-mail) no voicemail communicational strangulation
Or distortion of purity sentiment
No fantasy of reconciliation or delusion, no revenge
(No bullshit) no culture hidden agendas, no preaching
(No pedestal) no standing on the pulpit, no ego,
No newspeak or freakish lingo
(Here I go...)
I haven't loved many people
I grew up afraid that I was crazy
And one time when I was deep inside your body, you purred
And I was sure that you were gonna have my baby
And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love,
So this is maybe just a SOS shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug
And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love,
So this is maybe just a SOS shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug
I used to be in love...
Everything you said
I took it all to heart,
And you spurred a change in me
Before I could become a new sun I had to fall apart
And I can see that now
And I wish you well
Cause you saw what was good in me,
And I'll be god damned if I didn't see that myself.
And everything you are
I know you got to cry
Before I could become a new man,
I had to lose my mind, had to lose my mind
And I see that now
And I wish you well
Cause I see what's good in you
And I'll be god damned if you cant see that yourself.
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