As I swoop down to rescue her I catch a glimpse of myself in a muddy river (ambient, house)

either/or · 08-21-2006, 06:33 AM

As I swoop down to rescue her I catch a glimpse of myself in a muddy river and am overwhelmed by how much i have changed since the winter

A blue screen grave
For a fallen saint
And a matchbook
Made from man’s descent
A madness grown
In a crowded room
And a burning flower
Sent to bloom
A rolling set of thunderous mouths
But a brain that’s
As empty as clouds
A brilliant flash
A blinding light
A nuclear wind
That sends day to night
The crying of a mother
The stamping of feet
The tortured mind
That’s set to delete
The wink of a bomb
The calm of a fall
The blinking lights
The dust covers all
The stripes
The concrete
The light
The trains
The broken tracks
The capitalist grin
The missing teeth
The joker is the last card
The game
The prize
The briefcase
The icepick
The faces at the door
Open up, open up, open up, open up
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blach blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah give me your weapons hide your gold don’t let others touch it especially that one HE’S SNEAKY HE’S SNEAKY keep an eye on that one it’s different its got fear and ribbons in it’s eyes
Drop bombs
Stop houses
Wind swept
Soaked clothes
Twitching muscles
To the bone
To the bone
To the bone
Flesh like clouds
Im lost
Im lost
Im lost
Count your kids
Tie your shoes
Wash your fingers
Suck the dirt
Eat the floor
Im tired
Im tired
Im tired
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah fat greedy roman touch your blood seek your names scratch the wall to an empires fall carve into marble and HE’S CONTENT HE’S CONTENT keep your eyes up there they’ll fall
Watch the trees
Your move
Black one
Crushed orange
Burnt wood
A stubborn mind
A broken foot
Im done
Im done
Im done

love, your pal, jack

sleepy jack · 08-21-2006, 12:18 PM

I loveee the intro, like the first 11 lines the best & the im done parts are like a great way to end it. Are you gonna put this to music?

either/or · 08-21-2006, 04:22 PM

yeah its gonna be a fat ass collage of voices set to ambient snyth noises and shattering guitar. or something like that.

08-21-2006, 06:33 AM	#1 (permalink)
either/or Don't think twice Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: A basement on the hill Posts: 352	As I swoop down to rescue her I catch a glimpse of myself in a muddy river As I swoop down to rescue her I catch a glimpse of myself in a muddy river and am overwhelmed by how much i have changed since the winter A blue screen grave For a fallen saint And a matchbook Made from man’s descent A madness grown In a crowded room And a burning flower Sent to bloom A rolling set of thunderous mouths But a brain that’s As empty as clouds A brilliant flash A blinding light A nuclear wind That sends day to night The crying of a mother The stamping of feet The tortured mind That’s set to delete The wink of a bomb The calm of a fall The blinking lights The dust covers all The stripes The concrete The light The trains The broken tracks The capitalist grin The missing teeth The joker is the last card The game The prize The briefcase The icepick The faces at the door Open up, open up, open up, open up Blah blah blah blah blah blah blach blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah give me your weapons hide your gold don’t let others touch it especially that one HE’S SNEAKY HE’S SNEAKY keep an eye on that one it’s different its got fear and ribbons in it’s eyes Drop bombs Stop houses Wind swept Soaked clothes Twitching muscles To the bone To the bone To the bone Flesh like clouds Im lost Im lost Im lost Count your kids Tie your shoes Wash your fingers Suck the dirt Eat the floor Im tired Im tired Im tired Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah fat greedy roman touch your blood seek your names scratch the wall to an empires fall carve into marble and HE’S CONTENT HE’S CONTENT keep your eyes up there they’ll fall Watch the trees Your move Black one Crushed orange Burnt wood A stubborn mind A broken foot Im done Im done Im done love, your pal, jack __________________ Painstaking devotion and love Surrendered to self preservation From others who care for themselves A blindness that touches perfection But hurts just like anything else Isolation, isolation, isolation

08-21-2006, 04:22 PM	#3 (permalink)
either/or Don't think twice Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: A basement on the hill Posts: 352	yeah its gonna be a fat ass collage of voices set to ambient snyth noises and shattering guitar. or something like that. __________________ Painstaking devotion and love Surrendered to self preservation From others who care for themselves A blindness that touches perfection But hurts just like anything else Isolation, isolation, isolation