Monday, August 31, 2009
my dad's third child
Thursday, August 27, 2009
rory builds a tall bike
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
built to spill concert @ belly up
and you made me talk
no you made me listen
there's a feeling from ada to irene
there's something
there's nothing you haven't seen
tiny tv
on at three
so serene
no place to be alone
so come on over
yeah
let's sit down a little while
some wine
you will find the same things
the same things
the same things
the same things
the same things
by the time you read this
you kicked it in the sun
it was all that you could do
how could you refuse
and you kicked it in the sun
it was all you had to do
and you kicked it in the sun
it was all you had to do
how could you refuse
and you kicked it in the sun
it was wrong and it was rude
and you kicked it in the sun
it was wrong and it was rude
how could you refuse
and you kicked it in the sun
it's alright now I'm getting over getting mine
it's alright now I'm getting over getting mine
he seemed so unashamed of how he operated
corresponds to the facts that you want
despite his expectations
he turned out mediocre
his master plan was so so
we're special in other ways
ways our mothers appreciate
that net does not make me feel safe
all those holes make me nervous
he woke up late that morning
went to the window and saw the sun had stopped its shining
so so
we're special in other ways
ways our mothers appreciate
we're special in other ways
ways our mothers appreciate
we're special
we're special
this strange how much more can i take
this strange changing atmosphere
and it gravity too in its severity
this strange day is almost over
just started to get sick of it
and its strange but not all that strange
yeah its strange but whats so strange about that
yeah its strange but what isn't strange
yeah its strange but oh well
this strange plan is random at best
this strange how much more can i take
this strange sound you said i said
you're not listening or im not saying it right
this strange war of promises
lets call this a truce, well call it the truth
and its strange but not all that strange
yeah its strange but whats so strange about that
yeah its strange but what isnt strange
yeah its strange but oh well
Make it more than will
More than just feel
We are on a ride
We're on it all the time
It's at the front of your mind
My stepfather looks just like David Bowie
But he hates David Bowie
I think Bowie's cool
I think Lodger rules
I think my stepdad's a fool
Without me there's nothing
I'm the only thing that dies
If it came down to your life or mine
I would do the stupid thing
And let you keep on living
"I'm alright," said the man to his wife
Waking up to a head full of bed
Full of what she said
She hadn't thought of it for a while
And when she did
She thought of it differently
Than she thought she should be thinking
Just the thought of it's enough
To penetrate my comfort zone
the problems that say we don't mind,
most of us never get over
memories mingled with lies.
Coincidence gave a confession,
that no one's allowed to forget,
I dont want to give the impression
that predestination is set.
And distance will increase the danger,
with certainties never enjoyed.
Regarded as equal yet stranger,
ignored, then embraced, then destroyed.
Observing the process will change it,
afterwards even if you
subconsciously rearrange it,
it doesnt seem any less true.
The remnants of fog disappearing,
and even transcending concern,
disturbing but somehow endearing,
conditioned to never unlearn.
And no one can tell me to listen,
and no one can tell me whats right,
cause nobody has my permission,
and no one can see in your mind,
in your mind, in your mind, in your mind.
The magnifications explore,
there slowly emerges a pattern,
and details you normally ignore,
you notice really what matters.
Tt isn't a time or a place,
only an ebb and a flowing.
A permanent repeating space,
occuring, connecting, and growing.
And no one can tell me to listen,
and no oone can tell me what's right,
cause nobody has my permission,
and no one can see in your mind,
in your mind, in your mind, in your mind.
When I was little someone pointed out to me
Some constellations but the big dipper's all I could see
That brontosaurus must have stood a thousand miles high
That brontosaurus laying on its side up in the sky
Bottoms up and this time
Won't you let me be?
Bottled up but this time
Won't you rescue me?
You should have been here last night and heard what the big dipper said to me
Jack thought it twice and thought that that fact made it true
Some brains just work that way that's what chemicals can do
He thought he'd have a beer thought he was alone
He thought an Albertson's stir fry dinner would make his apartment a home
Bottoms up and this time
Won't you let me be?
Bottled up but this time
Won't you rescue me?
You should have been here last night and heard what the big dipper said to me
I thought I bored me but I learned to think like you
Now nothing bores me that's that nothing is thought through
Why?
Why?
Bottoms up and this time
Won't you let me be?
Bottled up but this time
Won't you rescue me?
Thought it out and this time
It's all I can see
You should have been here last night and heard what the big dipper said to me
Took it with you when you moved and got it broke
Found the pieces, we counted them all alone
Didn't add up, forgot to carry a zero
I can't be your apologist very long
I'm surprised that you'd want to carry that on
Count your blemishes you can't they're all gone
I can't see your response putting them back on
Like they're waiting for your guard to fall
So they can see it all
And you're so occupied with what other persons are occupied with
And vice versa
And you've become what you thought was dumb
A fraction of the sum
Yeah you've become
Yeah you've all become a fraction of the sum
The middle and the front
And now it's coming back hasn't it come too far
I was trying to help but I guess I pushed too hard
And now we can't even touch it
Afraid it'll fall apart
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
piezoelectricity!
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YEAH Elizabeth Redmond!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
erin disco-compacto
Monday, August 17, 2009
christmas! in august!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
the plant lady
loving on the beautiful flowers...