Sunday, October 30, 2005

Maybe Katie

What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about Katie?

What's the use in hesitating?
Can't you see that Katie's waiting?
Just because her youth is fading
Doesn't mean that she's not worth dating

What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about Katie?

I don't know what the fuss is all about
Just take it slow
It's not like you can't live without her
To and fro
If you've got a shred of doubt then it's not worth it

What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about Katie?

Can't you see her with her arms wide open
She's everything that you've been hoping for
Forever's not so long, stop moping
She's got a daughter and you're just not coping.

Do you know everyone you ever swore you'd love for life
I don't know them anymore
I know their names
I'd recognize them on the street and I don't love them

What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about Katie?

What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about Katie?


Barenaked Ladies

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Wake Up Dead Man

Jesus, Jesus help me
I'm alone in this world
And a fucked up world it is too
Tell me, tell me the story
The one about eternity
And the way it's all gonna be

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man

Jesus, I'm waiting here boss
I know you're looking out for us
But maybe your hands aren't free
Your father, He made the world in seven
He's in charge of heaven
Will you put in a word in for me

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man

Listen to your words they'll tell you what to do
Listen over the rhythm that's confusing you
Listen to the reed in the saxophone
Listen over the hum of the radio
Listen over sounds of blades in rotation
Listen through the traffic and circulation
Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme
Listen over marching bands playing out of time

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man

Jesus, were you just around the corner
Did You think to try and warn her
Or are you working on something new
If there's an order in all of this disorder
Is it like a tape recorder
Can we rewind it just once more

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man


U2

Cake - "The Guitar Man"

Who draws the crowd? Who plays so loud?
Baby, it's the guitar man.
Who's gonna steal the show?
You know, baby, it's the guitar man.

He can make you love, he can make you cry.
He will bring you down, he will get you high.
Something keeps him going, miles and miles away,
To find another place to play.

And night after night, who treats you right?
Baby, it's the guitar man.
Who's on the radio?
You know, baby, it's the guitar man.

When he comes to town and you see his face,
And you think you might like to take his place.
Something keeps him drifting, miles and miles away,
Searching for the songs to play.

Then you listen to the music,
And you'd like to sing along.
And you want to get the meaning,
Out of each and every song.
And you find yourself a message,
And some words to call your own and take 'em home.


He can make you love, he can get you high.
He will bring you down, he will make you cry.
Something keeps him moving, but no one seems to know,
What it is that makes him go.

Then the lights begin to flicker,
And the sound is getting dim.
The voice begins to falter,
And the crowds are getting thin.
But he never seems to notice,
He's just got to find another place to play.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

The Postal Service - "Such Great Heights"

I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles,
In our eyes are mirror images and when,
We kiss they're perfectly aligned.
And I have to speculate that God himself,
Did make us into corresponding shapes like,
Puzzle pieces from the clay.
And true, it may seem like a stretch,
But its thoughts like this that catch my troubled,
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death.
When you are out there on the road for,
Several weeks of shows and when you scan,
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home.

They will see us waving from such great heights,
"Come down now," they'll say.
But everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now," but we'll stay.


I tried my best to leave this all on your,
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded,
Thin upon listening.
And that frankly will not fly.
You will hear the shrillest highs,
And lowest lows with the windows down,
When this is guiding you home.


I was listening to this as I was walking home from the bus stop today. The rain just made this song so much better.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Fix You

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above and down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face

And I whoo owoo wo..aa a a a aaa

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.


Coldplay