Sunday, October 28, 2007

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Protection - Massive Attack

This girl I know needs some shelter
She don't believe anyone can help her
She's doing so much harm, doing so much damage
But you don't want to get involved
You tell her she can manage
And you can't change the way she feels
But you could put your arms around her

I know you want to live yourself
But could you forgive yourself
If you left her just the way
You found her

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

You're a boy and i'm a girl
But you know you can lean on me
And I don't have no fear
I'll take on any man here
Who says that's not the way it should be

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

She's a girl and you're a boy
Sometimes you look so small, look so small
You've got a baby of your own
When your baby's gone, she'll be the one
To catch you when you fall

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

You're a girl and i'm a boy

Sometimes you look so small, need some shelter
Just runnin' round and round, helter skelter
And I've leaned on me for years
Now you can lean on me
And that's more than love, that's the way it should be
Now I can't change the way you feel
But I can put my arms around you
That's just part of the deal
That's the way I feel
I'll put my arms around you

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

You're a boy and I'm a girl

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Telling stories - Tracy Chapman

There is fiction in the space between
The lines on your page of memories
Write it down but it doesn't mean
You're not just telling stories
There is fiction in the space between
You and me

There is fiction in the space between
You and reality
You will do and say anything
To make your everyday life
Seem less mundane
There is fiction in the space between
You and me

Theres a science fiction in the space between
You and me
A fabrication of a grand scheme
Where I am the scary monster
I eat the city and as I leave the scene
In my spaceship I am laughing
In your remembrance of your bad dream
Theres no one but you standing

Leave the pity and the blame
For the ones who do not speak
You write the words to get respect and compassion
And for posterity
You write the words and make believe
There is truth in the space between

There is fiction in the space between
You and everybody
Give us all what we need
Give us one more sad sordid story
But in the fiction of the space between
Sometimes a lie is the best thing
Sometimes a lie is the best thing

Monday, October 22, 2007

I'm looking forward to joining you, finally

As black as the night can get
Everything is safer now
Theres always a way to forget
Once you learn to find a way how.

In the blur of serenity
Where did everything get lost?
The flowers of naivete
Buried in a layer of frost.

The smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes.

Thought he had it all before they called his bluff
Found out that his skin just wasnt thick enough
Wanted to go back to how it was before
Thought he lost everything
Then he lost a whole lot more.

A fools devotion
Swallowed up in empty space
The tears of regret
Frozen to the side of his face.

The smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes.

Ive done all I can do
Could I please come with you?
Sweet smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes.

Casabianca

Love's the boy stood on the burning deck
trying to recite "The boy stood on
the burning deck". Love's the son
stood stammering elocution
while the poor ship in flames went down.

Love's the obstinate boy, the ship,
even the swimming sailors, who
would like a schoolroom platform, too
or an excuse to stay
on deck. And love's the burning boy.

Crash

Graham : It's the sense of touch. Any real city, you walk, you're bumped, brush past people. In LA, no one touches you...
We're always behind metal and glass. Think we miss that touch so much, we crash into each other just to feel something.

Ria : Graham, we were rear-ended. We spun around twice. Somewhere in there one of us lost our frame of reference. I'm gonna go look for it.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Believing that putting a hole through something means destroying it; that is the greatest failure of mankind.