Ron A.'s Arts Journal (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} scribblestrum) wrote,@ 2009-06-11 06:45:00 |
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| Current mood: | old feelings, nowhere near completion, "share wildly" |
| Current music: | Martin Tielli - How Can You Sleep? |
| Entry tags: | lyrics, words, write |
"Aquarium", "Let Me Out", "Sleep Till Summer"
Had an insomniac night; spent it in and out of sleep. I haven't had a night like that in a while -- it reminded me of more stressful days. Here's a set of lyrics from those days, reflective of where I am now. Sigh. This song still needs to be recorded (they all do), and it may be for the next collection (which is nowhere near completion).
Aquarium
Sheets of sand
Separate
In and out
Night and lightswitch day
I'll pour for you
And you can say
"Just take a sip
And wash away the grey"
Na na na...
A shiny screen
Reflects a guy
Who holds up high
His own testosterone
Amantadine
A blurry eye
A heavy sigh
"Oh my, how you have grown..."
Na na na...
A sturdy skin
Surrounds this house
Lifetight bricks
Where I asphixyate
Forever in
And never out
Please let me out
I hope it's not too late
Separate
In and out
Night and lightswitch day
I'll pour for you
And you can say
"Just take a sip
And wash away the grey"
Na na na...
A shiny screen
Reflects a guy
Who holds up high
His own testosterone
Amantadine
A blurry eye
A heavy sigh
"Oh my, how you have grown..."
Na na na...
A sturdy skin
Surrounds this house
Lifetight bricks
Where I asphixyate
Forever in
And never out
Please let me out
I hope it's not too late
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Hmm. That phrase "let me out" recently popped out of me in a more recent (March) song. Here are its lyrics (why not?):
Let Me Out
I was buried, yeah, I've been buried
For so long in the ground
Whistling, making sounds
Two feet under, yeah, getting deeper
As problems pulled me down
Every echo from the clown
Was deafening
I was buried, alive and buried
I'm not sure of what I did
But now I'm banging on the lid
The baby's crying, he sounds so certain
Of what we're trying to get rid
Lonesome pain, me and the kid
Me and the kid
*Though I was scared
Of what they put me in
It's Tupperware to me now
So while snow piles high
And the wind blows by
This coffin ain't to cry
It's to keep
It's where I sleep
Let me out
I was buried, but not defeated
Slept till summer, I woke up
Now pour the coffee in the cup
I've got my body, it may be shoddy
I've got my soul, I've got my mind,
And through the fiction I will find
Another way
*
Let me out
Let me out
For so long in the ground
Whistling, making sounds
Two feet under, yeah, getting deeper
As problems pulled me down
Every echo from the clown
Was deafening
I was buried, alive and buried
I'm not sure of what I did
But now I'm banging on the lid
The baby's crying, he sounds so certain
Of what we're trying to get rid
Lonesome pain, me and the kid
Me and the kid
*Though I was scared
Of what they put me in
It's Tupperware to me now
So while snow piles high
And the wind blows by
This coffin ain't to cry
It's to keep
It's where I sleep
Let me out
I was buried, but not defeated
Slept till summer, I woke up
Now pour the coffee in the cup
I've got my body, it may be shoddy
I've got my soul, I've got my mind,
And through the fiction I will find
Another way
*
Let me out
Let me out
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Hmm hmm. Here "buried" and "slept till summer" are direct references to another older song of mine -- "Sleep Till Summer" from a low, low point. Below are its lyrics. This one I do have a recording for, but...
Sleep Till Summer
I'm gonna sleep till summer
Eyes closed for a few
In a frozen slumber
Let the cold run through
My tired heart is close to dying
My tired mind is blue
I'm gonna sleep till summer
Let the cold run through...
*Drown the days in dreams of all I'd do
If my sky would shine and I could move
But my eyes are shut and I must lose
These heavy thoughts of crime, of time, and you
I'm under snow till summer
I'll try to hold it in
And as I get number
Forget about my skin...
*
+The summer heat won't treat me well
Days and nights of slow-burn hell
I stumbled slow and then I fell
For this...
I'm gonna sleep till summer
It's what I've got to do
I'm gonna sleep till summer
Or maybe just sleep through
Eyes closed for a few
In a frozen slumber
Let the cold run through
My tired heart is close to dying
My tired mind is blue
I'm gonna sleep till summer
Let the cold run through...
*Drown the days in dreams of all I'd do
If my sky would shine and I could move
But my eyes are shut and I must lose
These heavy thoughts of crime, of time, and you
I'm under snow till summer
I'll try to hold it in
And as I get number
Forget about my skin...
*
+The summer heat won't treat me well
Days and nights of slow-burn hell
I stumbled slow and then I fell
For this...
I'm gonna sleep till summer
It's what I've got to do
I'm gonna sleep till summer
Or maybe just sleep through
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Oh, old feelings. Good to get them out. Good morning, good day, good riddance.
