This is good way to talk with him about who, what, where, when, why and how this song came about. Give it a try. It could lead to a beautiful thing. Love Kathy Happy #SadderDay my friends. Todays song: Song for The End of the World. (Produced by: Raised Byy Wolves & Eric G.). Lyrics: [Verse 1: Sadistik] Just because Im absent minded doesnt mean I have to find it Its my pity-party darling please dont act invited I sip Bacardi just to pass the time when It gets me started for the clash of titans just past my eyelids Im not a downer in the kill the party market But I swallowed all my pride and yet Im still a starving artist And still Im finding parts of all my silly life departures Parts of darkness are so thrilling but its filling my apartment So please for forgive me if I overstep my boundaries I keep forgetting that theres no one left to count on me At least Im living on my own and get a founders fee Im out to see and drifting off that melatonin sound asleep Wait up all alone just to dream away the time Weight upon my collarbones dont seem to pay no mind The day the world died I didnt even say goodbye I left a love letter in a secret place to hide that said Id give concern but Im a disconcerted immature kid Insecure when I am quickly searching for a bridge to burn it If I twist and turn until the blisters hurt it isnt worth it If its served with sense of urgency to see me binge and purge it Ive lived and learned and learned to live to misinterpret nervous twitches Pistons turning hurt to bliss its picture perfect And since Ive learned a circus trick of inadvertent perfect-pitch To skim a surface worse than this Im in to get deserted, when I ask [Poem: Czeslaw Milosz] On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover A fisherman mends a glimmering net By the rainspout young sparrows are playing And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be On the day the world ends Women walk through the fields under their umbrellas A drunkard grows sleepy at the edge of a lawn Vegetable peddlers shout in the street And a yellow-sailed boat comes nearer the island The voice of a violin lasts in the air And leads into a starry night [Verse 2: Sadistik] I get less comfortable with each breath stomach full of regrets Each steps becoming part of running as a reflex Pretend tell me something that relives stress Sleepless Id rather suffocate my weakness Im David Cronenberg mixed with David Lynch stir David Berkowitz and a little David Fincher They say I mince words that can paint a picture Honest and true yes long live the new flesh And Im impatiently waiting to find a day that needs saving I say the things that can make me seem crazy I chase my dreams like I chase my drinks daily I fall asleep to my existential woes And the questions with the answers thatll never get exposed Im not too good with the mental episodes But about as sharp as it can get with pen or pencils though Evidence is shown in the sentimental prose Posing pros and cons to poking on this detrimental road I chose to walk walk walk on sediment and stone Dont confuse my temperament as being reticent or cold Just let me vent... [Poem outro: Czeslaw Milosz] And those who expected lightning and thunder Are disappointed And those who expected signs and archangels trumps Do not believe it is happening now As long as the sun and the moon are above As long as the bumblebee visits a rose As long as rosy infants are born No one believes it is happening now fakefour.bandcamp/…/song-for-the-end-of-the-world Lets discuss.
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 20:28:24 +0000
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