Friday, November 21, 2014

I never watch the stars, there’s so much down here

Artist- Lorde
Song of the day- Yellow Flicker Beat

During my air travels i was stopped by the flight attendant while reading "Mockingjay" and was asked how far I was in the book. I snobbishly told him I was merely re-reading it to prepare for the movie, then promptly opened my laptop to watch "catching fire" when the altitude allowed. Now you might ask if I'm embarrassed that my favorite book of all time is Hunger Games? But I would more embarrassley retort on my love of them years before popular opinion and go into commentaries on war and blah blah blah nerd alert stuff. However what is cool as hell is how the latest film got Lorde to "curate" (check out that arty word) the entire soundtrack with other cool ass musicians. And your final question may be how excited am I to see the latest move (TELL ME NOTHING) ? I would cue the street fog and randoms with flashlights and break into an ecstatic red jumpsuit Lorde dance. For all you nerds equally ecstatic, this jams for you.



I’m a princess cut from marble, smoother than a storm.
And the scars that mark my body, they’re silver and gold,
My blood is a flood of rubies, precious stones,
It keeps my veins hot, the fire's found a home in me.
I move through town, I’m quiet like a fight,
And my necklace is of rope, I tie it and untie.

And now people talk to me, but nothing ever hits home
People talk to me, and all the voices just burn holes.
I’m done with it (ooh)

[Chorus:]
This is the start of how it all ends
They used to shout my name, now they whisper it
I’m speeding up and this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
We're at the start, the colours disappear
I never watch the stars, there’s so much down here
So I just try to keep up with the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart

I dream all year, but they’re not the sweet kinds
And the shivers move down my shoulder blades in double time

And now people talk to me, I’m slipping out of reach now
People talk to me, and all their faces blur
But I got my fingers laced together and I made a little prison
And I’m locking up everyone who ever laid a finger on me
I’m done with it (ooh)

[Chorus]

And this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
And this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat-beat-beat-beat

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