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| #+CATEGORY: day | |
| * Little Machines lyrics | |
| ** Portal -- Lights | |
| : (sweet guitar solo) | |
| : In the throes of the ruby red river that flows through the darkening | |
| : concrete devouring ghosts that float by, I'm with them. | |
| : Up in the current and taken in whole, I've been struggling, | |
| : strangling, others in tow. Have my eyes gone missing? | |
| : | |
| : Imagining sequences, playing back visions by stereo air and fragmenting | |
| : emissions, I'm lost and found in ---. | |
| : The loneliest thing in the shape of a fist that I wish I could bring | |
| : into this bitter abyss is my petrified heart, still pounding. | |
| : | |
| : Out on the balcony, reaching out to design this epiphany and what the | |
| : sidewalks will do. Am I just ---? | |
| : In the processes, it's the means to the end, it's the glass-bottomed vessel | |
| : and the depths that extends through the spans between us | |
| : | |
| : If I could, I'd cut through the cables and cords, but I'd never be | |
| : able -- my life's at the table with yours, immortal. | |
| : Nothing is sacred and nothing is sure anymore, except all that you are | |
| : and stand for got me toward your portal. | |
| : | |
| : Oooh-ooh-ooooh! | |
| : Oooh-ooh-ooooh! | |
| : Oooh-ooh-ooooh! | |
| : Oooh-ooh. | |
| : Your portal (Oooh-ooh-ooooh!) | |
| : Your portal (Oooh-ooh-ooooh!) | |
| : Your portal (Oooh-ooh-ooooh!) | |
| : Your portal (Oooh-ooh.) | |
| ** Running with the boys (Lights) | |
| : We were kind of feral, wicked little machines. | |
| : Captains and cavalries, forming empires in the shade of the trees. | |
| : Without hesitation, kings of the forest town, holding the ocean down. | |
| : We were half this heavy and twice this loud. | |
| : | |
| : So turn up the noise! | |
| : Dressed to the nines | |
| : Running with the boys, your hand in mine | |
| : Singing every song | |
| : Loving every line 'til the night is gone | |
| : Just like the old times! [x2] | |
| : | |
| : It was what you made it | |
| : We had our friends around. | |
| : All the images and sounds, superimposed into all the backgrounds | |
| : We used to be clumsy, lost in a thousand ways | |
| : Captivated by the craze | |
| : Those were -- hands down! -- my favorite days | |
| : | |
| : So turn up the noise! | |
| : Dressed to the nines | |
| : Running with the boys, your hand in mine | |
| : Singing every song | |
| : Loving every line 'til the night is gone | |
| : Just like the old times! [x3] | |
| : | |
| : Suspicion rose in our heads. It was only underneath the beds. | |
| : Saline eyes didn't have to hide. They were always open way too wide! | |
| : | |
| : So turn up the noise. | |
| : Dressed to the nines | |
| : Running with the boys! Your hand in mine! | |
| : Singing every song | |
| : Loving every line 'til the night is gone | |
| : Just like the old times! [x2] | |
| : | |
| : Just like the old times! [x4] | |
| : Just like the old times. | |
| ** Up we go (Lights) | |
| : Here in a familiar place, | |
| : we've got our heads down | |
| : and then we pretend it's cause the night is dark; | |
| : we're running out of space for us to run around, | |
| : but it's a dead end and money's tight and | |
| : it's been a long time of this. | |
| : Something has got to give. | |
| : | |
| : Everyone here is ready to go. It's been a hard year with nothing to show. | |
| : From down this low, it's only on we go (on we go) | |
| : Everyone here is ready to go. It's been a hard year and I only know | |
| : From down this low, it's only up we go (up we go) | |
| : | |
| : Let's get on another flight! | |
| : Maybe set out to sea -- | |
| : kick it up and shake our fists on it, | |
| : 'cause death is harder to come by than it is to breathe | |
| : when you gotta make or break for it | |
| : 'cause it's been a long time of this. | |
| : Something has got to give! | |
| : | |
| : Everyone here is ready to go. It's been a hard year with nothing to show. | |
| : From down this low, it's only on we go (on we go) | |
| : Everyone here is ready to go. It's been a hard year and I only know | |
| : From down this low, it's only up we go (up we go) | |
| : | |
| : Nothing gives easy. | |
| : Easy gives nothing. | |
| : I'm just trying to keep it from coming in | |
| : Dawn is bound to break | |
| : when the night is done | |
| : Always darker days before brighter ones | |
| : | |
| : Everyone is ready to go. It's been a hard year with nothing to show. | |
| : From down this low, it's on we go (on we go) | |
| : Everyone is ready to go. It's been a hard year and I only know | |
| : From down this low, it's up we go (up we go) | |
| ** Same sea (Lights) | |
| : (not sure about these) | |
| : Going the distance every occasion | |
| : Headed for somewhere out of the way | |
| : Movin' and shakin' every persuasion keeping us out there caught in the | |
| : waves | |
| : | |
| : Try to wander in the deeep | |
| : Just waiting for the tides to meet | |
| : | |
| : And when the currents take us out again to opposite oceans out of the | |
| : hands of safety, from the shallows to the deepest end, places we'd break | |
| : and bend, you're the one in it with me | |
| : | |
| : No matter how far we get, oceans we are in still connect | |
| : and when the currents circle back again, they'll carry us with them to the | |
| : arms of the same sea | |
| : (confusing synth solo follows) | |
| : | |
| : Isn't all just part of the nature? Piece of the business? Part of the | |
| : view? | |
| : Physical labor, human behavior -- it's an illusion I'm passing | |
| : through | |
| : | |
| : No places to stand or set my feet | |
| : Just waiting for the ends to meet | |
| : | |
| : And when the currents take us out again to opposite oceans out of the | |
| : hands of safety; From the solace to the deepest end, places we'd break | |
| : and then you're the one that (is) with me | |
| : | |
| : No matter how far we get, oceans we are and still connect | |
| : and when the currents then go back again, to carry us with them to the | |
| : arms of the same sea | |
| : (confusing synth solo follows) | |
| : | |
| : The tides we carried in | |
| : The lakes that take us out | |
| : They come around again and bring me back to you | |
| : and when the currents then go back again, to carry us with them to the | |
| : arms of the same sea | |
| : | |
| ** Speeding (Lights) | |
| : (sweet synth solo follows) | |
| : | |
| : One by one, out the door. | |
| : Wanted you. She wanted you more. | |
| : It's OK. It's okay. | |
| : I don't mind -- moving on. | |
| : Don't wait up. I'm already gone. | |
| : Can't stay still! Can't stay still. | |
| : | |
| : The world in the rear view mirror doesn't matter | |
| : I won't be coming back here after | |
| : | |
| : Speeding 'cause it feels good to be moving on. | |
| : Sleep is for the weary. I'm not slowing down | |
| : And when the record is done, I'll put another one on | |
| : Speeding 'cause it feels good. 'Cause it feels good. | |
| : | |
| : Window down to feel the night | |
| : Whatever I touch, I can make mine | |
| : It's enough. It's enough. | |
| : I say go. I'm the one. | |
| : You won't see me stopping for anyone. | |
| : Can't stay still. Can't stay still! | |
| : | |
| : The world in the rear view mirror doesn't shake me! | |
| : I haven't looked back there maybe | |
| : | |
| : Speeding 'cause it feels good to be moving on. | |
| : Sleep is for the weary. I'm not slowing down | |
| : And when the record is done, I'll put another one on | |
| : Speeding 'cause it feels good. | |
| : | |
| : Lines that line the city guiding all the residents, | |
| : from where I am sitting, I can see the evidence | |
| : Lines that line the city guiding all the residents, | |
| : from where I am sitting, I can see the evidence | |
| : | |
| : 'Cause I am | |
| : Cause I am | |
| : Speeding 'cause it feels good to be moving on | |
| : Sleep is for the weary. I'm not slowing down | |
| : And when the record is done, I'll put another one on | |
| : Speeding 'cause it feels good. 'Cause it feels good. | |
| : 'Cause it feels good. [x8] | |
| : | |
| ** Muscle memory (Lights) | |
| : After having spent a fast year | |
| : waiting for the next time i can get you close | |
| : I grew used to being back here | |
| : like a chorus and rhyme, soldier at his post | |
| : | |
| : You call and I respond, the sparrow and the song | |
| : I miss you when you're gone | |
| : | |
| : When I am alone, I see you in the dark | |
| : I talk into the empty like you were with me | |
| : Started on a cold night | |
| : felt you in the low light | |
| : noticing the reflex taking over me | |
| : I see you when I reach | |
| : Muscle memory | |
| : | |
| : Again, off into the next fall, | |
| : I am on the back steps trying to let you in | |
| : See you standing in the front hall | |
| : Maybe this is madness underneath my skin? | |
| : | |
| : Guess love is the response | |
| : of the body -- it haunts | |
| : and we do what it wants | |
| : | |
| : When I am alone, I see you in the dark | |
| : I'm talking to the empty like you were with me | |
| : Started on a cold night | |
| : (I) felt you in the low light | |
| : noticing the reflex taking over me | |
| : I see you when I reach | |
| : Muscle memory | |
| : I feel you endlessly | |
| : Muscle memory | |
| : | |
| : When you feel the chains of a thousand words | |
| : and I speak your name like I know you heard, | |
| : I could feel you there. | |
| : I could hear you move. | |
| : And it moves me too. | |
| : | |
| : When I'm playing games. When I'm drinking wine | |
| : and I see your glass sitting next to mine, | |
| : I could feel you there when you're not at home | |
| : like I'm not alone | |
| : | |
| : When I'm alone, I see you in the dark | |
| : I'm talking to the empty like you were with me | |
| : Started on a cold night | |
| : (I) felt you in the low light | |
| : noticing the reflex taking over me | |
| : I see you when I reach | |
| : Muscle memory | |
| : I feel you endlessly | |
| : Muscle memory | |
| : | |
| ** Oil and Water (Lights) | |
| : Gone when you get stuck | |
| : Sleeping when you wake up | |
| : Lover on the other coast | |
| : Off to the races | |
| : headed other places | |
| : Chasing a familiar ghost | |
| : | |
| : No one said it would be this hard. How could I know? | |
| : Why do we always get so far before we let go? | |
| : | |
| : And we separate | |
| : Nothing is the same forever | |
| : See you drive away -- wish I could make you stay! | |
| : | |
| : Oooh-ooh-ooooh-oh | |
| : Oil and water | |
| : Oooh-ooh-ooooh-oh | |
| : Oil and water | |
| : | |
| : Cycle seasons | |
| : Watching you leaving | |
| : Thinking I could change the rules | |
| : Rocks on the ocean, wheels in motion, | |
| : Wishing is the game of fools | |
| : | |
| : No one said it would be this hard. How could I know? | |
| : Why do we always get so far before we let go? | |
| : | |
| : And we separate | |
| : Nothing is the same forever | |
| : See you drive away -- wish I could make you stay! | |
| : | |
| : Oooh-ooh-ooooh-oh | |
| : Oil and water | |
| : Oooh-ooh-ooooh-oh | |
| : Oil and water | |
| : | |
| : Kicking, screaming, softly speaking -- near our parting ways | |
| : We'll go under oil and water. Are we separate? | |
| : Kicking, screaming, softly speaking -- near our parting ways | |
| : We'll go under oil and water. Are we separate? | |
| : | |
| : And we separate | |
| : Nothing is the same forever | |
| : See you drive away -- wish I could make you stay! | |
| : | |
| : Oooh-ooh-ooooh-oh | |
| : Oil and water | |
| : [x4] | |
| : | |
| ** Slow Down (Lights) | |
| : In the garden, with the wild, | |
| : I could feel you like a child | |
| : Seeing shadows in the room | |
| : Like a fall and a rise of the yearn in the wise | |
| : Playing dead with the moon | |
| : Chasing you | |
| : | |
| : When I was young, you were only a ghost | |
| : Taking no friends. Leaving me alone | |
| : When we are gone, tell me: where do we go so fast? | |
| : Taking my cheeks in the palm of your hand | |
| : Making me weak when I understand | |
| : If I can't keep you, nobody can! | |
| : | |
| : Slow down. Slow down! | |
| : | |
| : In the speed of the traffic, of the rush in the rapids | |
| : where the ends come and meet | |
| : I will know you by the taste from the moment we awake | |
| : like the sour and the sweet | |
| : and you can see | |
| : | |
| : When I was young, you were only a ghost | |
| : Taking no friends. Leaving me alone | |
| : When we are gone, tell me: where do we go so fast? | |
| : Taking my cheeks in the palm of your hand | |
| : Making me weak when I understand | |
| : If I can't keep you, nobody can! | |
| : (softly) | |
| : | |
| : Slow down. Slow down! | |
| : Slow do-own. | |
| : | |
| : Oooh-oooh-ooh-oooh, ooh-ooh-oooooooh? [x2] | |
| : | |
| : When I was young, you were only a ghost | |
| : Taking no friends. Leaving me alone | |
| : When we are gone, tell me: where do we go so fast? | |
| : Taking my cheeks in the palm of your hand | |
| : Making me weak when I understand | |
| : If I can't keep you, nobody can! | |
| : (softly) | |
| : | |
| ** Don't go home without me (Lights) | |
| : This is the song I will sing to you | |
| : when you're old and tired. | |
| : I will sing it to remind you | |
| : that I'm old beside you. | |
| : | |
| : And if you're tired of hearing my voice, | |
| : I'm gonna sing it to you anyway. | |
| : Cause I know that if we made it this far, | |
| : those differences have been put away. | |
| : | |
| : And I'll sing, oh! It's amazing that you're here! | |
| : So alone I would be... | |
| : In a world that you're not near, | |
| : don't go home without me! | |
| : | |
| : Without me | |
| : | |
| : So if our bodies get ugly | |
| : and our hearts stop beating, | |
| : Our house is crumbling underneath | |
| : and my kids start leaving, | |
| : I hope you know I appreciated | |
| : you in every possible way | |
| : All of the little things that you did, | |
| : they got me through the hardest days! | |
| : | |
| : And I'll sing, oh! It's amazing that you're here! | |
| : So alone I would be... | |
| : In a world that you're not near, | |
| : don't go home without me! | |
| : | |
| : You know that I'll be hangin' around | |
| : Every mighty mile (?) | |
| : And when you call me, I'll be right down, | |
| : and we'll go out in style. | |
| : | |
| : In style! | |
| : | |
| : And I'll sing, oh! It's amazing that you're here! | |
| : So alone I would be... | |
| : In a world that you're not near, | |
| : don't go home without me! | |
| : [x4] | |
| : | |
| ** Child (Lights) | |
| : What is this about? | |
| : Where is everybody going? | |
| : What am I doing here? | |
| : Can't separate what I really need to know | |
| : and what I just want to hear | |
| : | |
| : Maybe I'm alone | |
| : Maybe everybody's lost too? | |
| : Looking for a way out? | |
| : Maybe, I don't know, maybe I don't even want to | |
| : just don't want to be let down | |
| : | |
| : There is no sureness | |
| : I kind of just stumble along | |
| : There must be purpose in trying to keep on | |
| : | |
| : But what do I know? I'm a child! | |
| : Just trying to talk like a mother does | |
| : Seeing life come and go all the time! | |
| : It's never as long as you wish it was! | |
| : Oh-oh-oh! | |
| : Maybe I'm still trying to see like a child does. | |
| : | |
| : And I always feel like I did when I was younger | |
| : Can't talk sense into me | |
| : How do you decide when to know or how to wonder? | |
| : Or how to just get free? | |
| : | |
| : There's no certainty | |
| : I kind of just stumble along | |
| : Doesn't bother me | |
| : I'm trying to keep on | |
| : | |
| : What do I know? I'm a child! | |
| : Just trying to talk like a mother does | |
| : Seeing life come and go all the time! | |
| : It's never as long as you wish it was! | |
| : Oh-oh-oh! | |
| : Maybe I'm still trying to see like a child does | |
| : | |
| : I've seen both sides of the door | |
| : I'm not a child anymore | |
| : but I can stand in it the way I did when I was a kid | |
| : | |
| : Oh, what do I know? I'm a child! | |
| : Just trying to talk like a mother does | |
| : Seeing life come and go all the time! | |
| : It's never as long as you wish it was! | |
| : Oh-oh-oh! | |
| : Maybe I'm still trying to see like a child does |
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