Thursday, February 17, 2011

Birds sing for you, You can make the blue sky blush You’ve got them all fooled But I am burned out on this rush.

Artist- Oh Land
Song of the day- Song of a gun

Today's song reminds me of sitting on the floor in my living room in LA with my friend Lisa as I tried to learn keyboard and we would instead play with all the fancy settings my craigslist $50 musical purchase offered and come up with totally awesome ridiculous tunes like guitar set to ocean wave melodies as one of us would bbox and come up with ridiculous lyrics about mustaches and walking to Spaceland. If i wasn't in school I'm pretty sure my day would look a lot like this video. As soon as I get warm weather, free time, and a synthesizer, I might just try it on a rooftop. It also reminds me of how up and down people can be, and how mood swinging I find myself being lately. And how dizzy it can get when one person spins you around, and how even dizzier it gets when you realize it's yourself who won't stop the spinning. If you're going round round round today, this one's for you.



for a less rooftoppy and more dancy version take this for a spin...




Once burned, twice shunned
Too much of your line made me blind.
I’d wait all night
But you left one too many times.

I want to change my orbit
Don’t care what you do now.
I want to live in darkness
Don’t want to be spun around.

You go down, down, down
I fall out of love with you.
Come back round, round, round
You son of a gun.

You go down, down, down.
This time I won’t save you
When you drown, drown, drown
You son of a gun.
You son of a gun.

Birds sing for you,
You can make the blue sky blush
You’ve got them all fooled
But I am burned out on this rush.

I want to change my orbit
Don’t care what you do now.
I want to live in darkness
Don’t want to be spun around.

You go down, down, down
I fall out of love with you.
Come back round, round, round
You son of a gun.

You go low, low, low.
This time I won’t save you
When you go, go, go
You son of a gun.
You son of a gun.

Red sky creepin’
Disappearing
Bye-bye feeling
Heart you’re stealing

You go down, down, down
I fall out of love with you.
Come back round, round, round
You son of a gun.

You go down, down, down.
This time I won’t save you
When you drown, drown, drown
You son of a gun.
You son of a gun.
You son of a gun.

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