Thursday, November 8, 2007

Rainking shares some inspiring lyrics: Hats off to Wilco, who obviously can turn a tune...or something like that

Whilst you are working on the Louvre...Thoughts for the day courtesy of Wilco:



"You Are My Face"



I remember my mother's

Sister's husband's brother

Working in the goldmine full-time

Filling in for sunshine

Filing into tight lines

Of ordinary beehives

The door screams I hate you

Hate you hanging around my blue jeans



Why is there no breeze

No currency of leaves

No current through the water wire

No feelings I can seeI trust no emotion



I believe in locomotion

But I've turned to rust as we've discussed

Though I must have let you down too many times

In the dirt and the dustI have no idea how this happens



All of my maps have been overthrown

Happenstance has changed my plans

So many times my heart has been outgrown

Now everybody's feeling all alone

Can't tell you who I am

When everybody's feeling all alone

Can't tell you who I am



I am looking forward

Toward the shadows tracing bones

Our faces stitched and sewing

Our houses hemmed into homes

Trying to be thankful



Our stories fit into phones

And our voices lift so easily

A gift given accidentally

When we're not sure

We're not alone

No comments: