White Noise

(Mogwai)

Quail and Dumplings

holes in our ceiling, holes in our roof
hope that we've got it made have gone in a poof
when we gonna be turnin the tide
when we gonna see we got god on our side

quail and dumplings down to the end
god and her minions as our bosom friends
we got empty tummies but it won't always be
one day it's gonna be quail and dumplings for we

too big our slippers too small our bed
too bent our bosom and too broke our head
we must tip the bottom in order to rise
find peace in a hobble to find home in the skies

quail and dumplings down to the end
god and her minions as our bosom friends
we got empty tummies but it won't always be
one day it's gonna be quail and dumplings for we

what of me why do you and me
and i a woman and you a man
why wait for someday, why make a plan
fuck birds in the bushes let's take 'em in hand

weather ain't judgment and money ain't love
the crimes of a criminal ain't doubt from above
i'll hold your hand and we'll say it's enough
satisfied minds clean hearts and clean tongues

quail and dumplings down to the end
god and her minions as our bosom friends
we got empty tummies but it won't always be
one day it's gonna be quail and dumplings for we

(Bonnie Prince Billy)

Thunderbolt

Stirring at water's edge,
Cold froth on my twig,
My mind in whirls
Wanders around desire.

May I, can I, or have I too often?
Craving miracles...
May I, can I, or have I too often now?
Craving miracles...
Craving miracles...

No one imagines the light shock I need,
And I'll never know
From who's hands, deeply humble,
Dangerous gifts as such to mine come.

May I, should I, or have I too often?
Craving miracles...
May I, can I, or have I too often?
Craving miracles...
Craving miracles..

My romantic gene is dominant
And it hungers for union,
Universal intimacy,
All embracing.

May I, should I or have I too often
Craved miracles?
May I, can I or have I too often
Craved miracles?
Crave...

Waves irregularly striking,
Wind stern in my face.
Thunderstorm, come,
Scrape those barnacles of me!

May I, may I or should I too often
Crave miracles?
May I or should I or have I too often

All my body parts are one
As lightning hits my spine,
Sparkling
Prime runs through me,
Revive my wish
Inviolable.

May I, can I, or have I too often?
Craving miracles...
May I, can I, should I, or have I too often?
Craving miracles...

(Björk)

Memoir

The city lights are beckoning;
their sirens softly call.
All the fantacists and fetishist
are preparing for the ball.
We've been stuck here on the doorstep
with nothing to forsake
but we might as well be anyone's to take.

So, I give myself to strangers
like I gave myself to you.
The tenderness I felt has been replaced
by something new.
And in the end I can vaguely hear an outline of your call.
But I might as well be any words at all.

Every memory is sailing to the kingdom of your soul.
As you patiently await, I lose all sense of self-control.
For you were the lighthouse to my broken boat
but I left you behind
now I might as well
be anyone's to find.

(Charlotte Gainsbourg)

The Magic Place

(Julianna Barwick)

Deixa, Gueixa

deixa, gueixa, deixa
deixa eu te fazer o chá
deixa, gueixa, deixa
deixa eu lavar a louça

de bandeja eu te daria
se ao meu alcance
o lance da alegria
o presente deste instante

deixa, gueixa, deixa
deixa eu te fazer o chá
deixa, gueixa, deixa
deixa eu lavar a louça

é assim no ocidente [ aqui no leme ]
e eu te explicaria
tim-tim por tim-tim pudesse
nunca mais tu chorarias

(Adriana Calcanhotto)

Esse Olhar Que Era Só Teu

(Dead Combo)

Crown Of Thorns

you ever hear the story of mr. faded glory?
say he who rides a pony must someday fall
i was talkin' to my alter
says life is what you make it
and if you make it death well rest your soul away
away, away...
it's a broken kind of feeling
she'll have to tie me to the ceiling
a bad moon's comin' better say your prayers
i wanna tell you that i love you
but does it really matter?
i just can't stand to see you dragging down again
again, again...
so i'm singing
and this is my kinda love
it's the kind that moves on
it's the kind that leaves you alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that moves on
it's the kind that leaves me alone
i used to treat you like a lady
now you're my substitute teacher
this bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
i owe the man some money so i'm turnin over honey
ah mr. faded glory is once again doin' time, yeah
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that moves on
it's the kind that leaves me alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that moves on
it's the kind that, it's the kind that...
leaves me alone
like a crown of thorns, it's all who you know
so don't burn your bridges cause someday, yeah
so i'm singing
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that moves on
it's the kind that leaves me alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that moves on
it's the kind that
leaves me alone
don't burn your bridges...

(Pearl Jam)