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| Posted on Thursday January 24, 2008 at 8:11 pm |
New demos are coming!
They may be only rehearsal tapes for a bit. But we're working on new songs - some you may have heard live, some that will be a surprise!
We will be playing Funeral Genius at our upcoming gig but here are some lyrics for your digestion...
Funeral Genius
The sky below is always falling
a little
Gray cakes of sound
rust
You speak late come
quiet
What space is
between us
The subway fires its shotgun start
And I just love the city a lot
despite you
Don’t go over the yellow
line
And you’ll be just
fine
You have followed me even here
my anger keeps you stalking near
Even though I know
better
Dream in blue but breathe in red-
orange
through exhaust pipe
lungs
Funny how I dream about
living
as much as I dream about
dying
Because you happen to be
a funeral
genius
What good does it
do me?
I feel the devil on my
neck
closing in, quite
a threat
The subway fires its shotgun start
And I just think about living a lot
despite you
The rhythm is sounding alot like a subway train, the start and the stop, the jerk and the shudder! Hooray!
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