Basement Apt.Well, you live out where the street ends
In a basement apartment with one of your friends
And the tap drips all night
Water torture in the sink
The furnace is burning
But it's still cold I think
And I can smell the bleach
That they use in the hall
CapsizedWhen i heard about the coming day
Wish i could wake up from this dream
In it i see a family photographed
And there you are, tucked in the scene
And theres a jealous net inside my chest
Theres a hurt and sadness there
Maybe i'd tell you all about it
If i thought you'd care
CaptiveI wanna be held captive
Forget the way I acted
It’s just I’m out of practice
And distracted
Hold me to this thing darling
And bring a ladder we’ll climb to the rafters
As long as there’s a view to look to
Coffee StainThere's a coffee stain
Around your eye
And lines that I don't recognize
Everything changed
From being okay
The night that you came home
So late
Don't Get Your Back UpBaby, if I could keep it together
Don't you think I'd try
And maybe if I could make something of this
Why wouldn't I
You say I close a blind eye
That I don't put up the time
But what you see as goodbye
I'm A MountainWell now how did they get that lady on TV
Laughing so naturally
For a Wal-Mart ad
Is it not as bad as I thought?
There's a woman sending poisonous mail
And they caught her now she's sitting in jail
While the weather station forecasts hail
It Will SailI think it'll float
I think it'll sail
We may take on waves
Hit a gale
But considering this love
Most everything
Says I think it'll fly
And I think it'll sing
Late BloomerOh late bloomer the rumours were true
You know I checked your ID when you left the room
I didn't want to see it coming, I showed off my heart
Now there's a scar in the shape of a question mark
Oh late bloomer the rumours were true
Scattered leaves are all that's left of you
I never thought I'd be the marrying kind
Luther's Got The BluesI hate the city it brings me down
I'm a country boy I'm new to town
But I never really thought it was gonna be like that
Spent all my money, I'm busted flat
So I'm eating my dinners at the Sally Ann
Met a fellow named Charlie there, a fellow named Stan
And they laugh at my clothes and the way that I talk
New LonelinessThere is just one apple on the tree
It isn't like I hoped it'd be
Yesterday when there was still you
I looked and I swear that I saw two
Maybe a wandering white-tailed deer
Came in the night to make it even more clear
And left me just one, a Spartan no less
To remind me of my new loneliness
New LowI wanna ride this feeling into the night
I wanna see how far
Nights are fleeting, you know they are
I wanna see if we can take this
From flame to fire
Heat is fleeting but hearts are beating hard
Out in the streets three times this week
New threats, new lows
PendulumsWe are like pendulums
Our arms swinging at our sides
And I am a good little clock
Walking along power lines
I'm thinking like a swinging door
Hinging on these changing thoughts
Between the pull up to the shore
SalamandreSalamander, Salamander
You have to help me understand
All the mysteries of the forest
The secret map, the golden tree
I'm waiting for you patiently
Salamander
Salamander, Salamander
St. Peter's BayCan we get the ocean to freeze over?
Sandy banks of snow across the road
Keep the full moon high over your shoulder
But keep the puck low
We don't want to go looking for it
In the headlight's glow
We played til frozen
The HideoutLook at that green out through the screen
After a quick rain came
So fast that there wasn't time
To roll up the window
And pull the clothes down off the line
But I don't care, it was so dry
The grass is happy and I think, "so am I"
'Cause I'm through thinking about you
The RingYou thank me all the time
But now it's my turn
Cause truly a word of gratitude so due
Can't go unheard
And it made me feel better
To have you there in my corner
My eyes cast so low
My face could not have been
Uniform Grey8 сезон "Баффи"
Chosen by Executive Producer and Writer Joss Whedon
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It's perfectly suited
This uniform grey
There are no bearings
To the day
WashingtonI didn't go to Washington instead I swept the floor
The only things I've ever done you can't see anymore
I knew there would be magic but I turned at the last chance
These idle hands are staying scared of making any plans
Cause the fire needed tending and the windows are so wide
Sometimes I feel I'm in the world when I'm looking from inside
I will pack down the snow, make a path to the road, and I'll think of the long ride