Sup Emo Kid or Jonathan Is Right, I Do Have Some Sad Music.
I always really liked song lyrics. Yeah, Voltaire said anything too stupid to be said out loud had to be sung. And there is a lot of truth to that. Unless, I'm trying to be ironic or funny I wouldn't dare say one aloud. But I've been listen to these two songs an awful lot and so yeah.
I sailed a wild, wild sea.
Climbed up a tall, tall man.
Met an old, old man by the weeping-willow tree.
He said, now if you got some questions
Go and lay them at my feet.
But my time here is brief
So you'll have to pick just three.
And I said what do you do with the pieces of a broken heart?
And how can a man like me remain in the light?
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long?
And the sun went down and he sang for me this song:
See, I once was a young fool like you.
Afraid to do the things I knew i had to do.
So I played an escapade like you.
I played an escapade just like you.
There's no YouTube link for this one. But it doesn't really need one.
Please remember me happily.
By the rosebush laughing with bruises on my chin.
The time when we counted every black car
Passing your house beneath the hill
And up until someone called us in the kitchen
With maps, a mountain range, a piggy bank.
A vision to the remove dimensions.
But please remember me fondly.
I heard from someone you're still pretty.
And then went on to say
That the pearly gates has some elequent graffiti.
Like we'll meet again
And fuck the man.
And tell my mother not to worry.
And angels with their great handshakes
We're always done in such a hurry.
And please remember me at Halloween.
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white.
By midnight, we'd forgotten one and other.
And when the morning came there was a shame
Only now it seems so silly.
That season left the world.
And didn't return.
And now you're lit up by the city.
So please remember me mistakenly.
In the window of the tallest tower
Call. Then pass us by.
We're much too high to see the empty road at happy hour.
Gleam and resonate just like the gates 'round the holy kingdom
With words like lost and found.
And don't look down.
And someone save temptation.
And please remember as in this dream:
We had rug-burned babies.
Among the fallen trees and fast asleep,
Besides the lions and the ladies
That call you what you like
And even might give a gift for your behavior:
A fleeting chance to see a trapeze swing as high as any savior.
But please remember me, my misery.
And how it lost me, oh.
I wanted those dogs that love the rain
And chasing trains
The colored birds, they're running in circles
Around the well and where it spells...
On the wall behind St. Peter
So bright with cinder gray
And spray paint, who the hell can see forever?
And please remember me seldomly.
In the car behind the carnival,
My hand between your knees,
You turned from me and said the trapeze act was wonderful
But never meant to last.
The clowns that passed saw me just come up with anger
When it filled the circus dogs, the parking lot
Had an element of danger.
So please. Remember me. Finally.
And all my uphill crawling.
My dear, but if I make the pearly gates.
Do my best to make a drawing of God and Lucifer
The boy and girl.
An angel kissing a sinner.
A monkey and a man.
A marching band.
All around the frightened trapeze swingers.
Well, that was pointless.
I sailed a wild, wild sea.
Climbed up a tall, tall man.
Met an old, old man by the weeping-willow tree.
He said, now if you got some questions
Go and lay them at my feet.
But my time here is brief
So you'll have to pick just three.
And I said what do you do with the pieces of a broken heart?
And how can a man like me remain in the light?
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long?
And the sun went down and he sang for me this song:
See, I once was a young fool like you.
Afraid to do the things I knew i had to do.
So I played an escapade like you.
I played an escapade just like you.
There's no YouTube link for this one. But it doesn't really need one.
Please remember me happily.
By the rosebush laughing with bruises on my chin.
The time when we counted every black car
Passing your house beneath the hill
And up until someone called us in the kitchen
With maps, a mountain range, a piggy bank.
A vision to the remove dimensions.
But please remember me fondly.
I heard from someone you're still pretty.
And then went on to say
That the pearly gates has some elequent graffiti.
Like we'll meet again
And fuck the man.
And tell my mother not to worry.
And angels with their great handshakes
We're always done in such a hurry.
And please remember me at Halloween.
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white.
By midnight, we'd forgotten one and other.
And when the morning came there was a shame
Only now it seems so silly.
That season left the world.
And didn't return.
And now you're lit up by the city.
So please remember me mistakenly.
In the window of the tallest tower
Call. Then pass us by.
We're much too high to see the empty road at happy hour.
Gleam and resonate just like the gates 'round the holy kingdom
With words like lost and found.
And don't look down.
And someone save temptation.
And please remember as in this dream:
We had rug-burned babies.
Among the fallen trees and fast asleep,
Besides the lions and the ladies
That call you what you like
And even might give a gift for your behavior:
A fleeting chance to see a trapeze swing as high as any savior.
But please remember me, my misery.
And how it lost me, oh.
I wanted those dogs that love the rain
And chasing trains
The colored birds, they're running in circles
Around the well and where it spells...
On the wall behind St. Peter
So bright with cinder gray
And spray paint, who the hell can see forever?
And please remember me seldomly.
In the car behind the carnival,
My hand between your knees,
You turned from me and said the trapeze act was wonderful
But never meant to last.
The clowns that passed saw me just come up with anger
When it filled the circus dogs, the parking lot
Had an element of danger.
So please. Remember me. Finally.
And all my uphill crawling.
My dear, but if I make the pearly gates.
Do my best to make a drawing of God and Lucifer
The boy and girl.
An angel kissing a sinner.
A monkey and a man.
A marching band.
All around the frightened trapeze swingers.
Well, that was pointless.