I Read Scary Books About Psycho Killers & Romances. (Kiss, songs)

**sleepy jack** · 11-12-2006, 03:50 AM

11/11/06
I Read Scary Books About Psycho Killers & Romances

I designed this every kiss,
Every word spoke, every love made,
From the carving on the tree,
Where the splinters found my hands,
But fifty more lied in your heart.

And I left the tree there to die,
Only used it for a second,
You'd be suprise how difficult the lettering was,
The knife, so cold in the morning,
I wondered about the damage i'd done,
The scarring for our satisfaction
And the blood to come,
I left the tree to die.

Oh my love, how cold you felt in the morning,
Only last night you were so warm,
The knife tore like a canvas through your skin,
And the blood flowed like sand through a sieve
Oh my love, you are mine.

Stuck between broken promises and splinters.
This is the end of you my Madeline.

Crowe · 11-12-2006, 10:11 AM

"But fifty more LAY in your heart"

sand doesn't flow regularly, maybe add, shifting sands, or sand through a sieve - i dunno, thats up for grabs...

I really liked the song when it was about the tree. I could have done without the last full verse of the killing of the girl. I like when songs are written through an uncommon perspective, and seeing the ruination of love through the tree bark is just a pretty cool concept... I wish you would have stuck with that more!

**sleepy jack** · 11-12-2006, 11:38 AM

edited, i may take about the murder bit.

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11-12-2006, 03:50 AM
sleepy jack Bone Machine Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Jesusland Posts: 17,218	I Read Scary Books About Psycho Killers & Romances. 11/11/06 I Read Scary Books About Psycho Killers & Romances I designed this every kiss, Every word spoke, every love made, From the carving on the tree, Where the splinters found my hands, But fifty more lied in your heart. And I left the tree there to die, Only used it for a second, You'd be suprise how difficult the lettering was, The knife, so cold in the morning, I wondered about the damage i'd done, The scarring for our satisfaction And the blood to come, I left the tree to die. Oh my love, how cold you felt in the morning, Only last night you were so warm, The knife tore like a canvas through your skin, And the blood flowed like sand through a sieve Oh my love, you are mine. Stuck between broken promises and splinters. This is the end of you my Madeline. __________________ You're so evil and I'm so good, I'll make it up to you someday.

11-12-2006, 10:11 AM
Crowe Music Addict Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Chicago/St. Louie Posts: 681	"But fifty more LAY in your heart" sand doesn't flow regularly, maybe add, shifting sands, or sand through a sieve - i dunno, thats up for grabs... I really liked the song when it was about the tree. I could have done without the last full verse of the killing of the girl. I like when songs are written through an uncommon perspective, and seeing the ruination of love through the tree bark is just a pretty cool concept... I wish you would have stuck with that more! __________________ Hi. I'm Crowe. This is my sig. My love finally resting, A solemn corpse buried in you. My silly experimental band: www.myspace.com/boyfromthestarsmusic

11-12-2006, 11:38 AM
sleepy jack Bone Machine Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Jesusland Posts: 17,218	edited, i may take about the murder bit. __________________ You're so evil and I'm so good, I'll make it up to you someday.