Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Happy Valentine's Day!

Some appropriately romantic lyrics...

In the field of my estranged wife's eye, I see miles of corn wavering, as the breeze lifts and sighs with resignation and complacency.

She stares blankly at the horizon. There'll be no rain - she dashes my hope once more. Brittle sticks of desperate effort for survival - the dreams and longings we wished we hadn't sowed.

And I know I'll never laugh again on a Sunday. I know I'll never dance again.
The heaviness of the clouds reflects the condensation inside of me... inside of me.

I see the blur of rain on distant hillside. The clouds have passed us once more. The pools of disillusionment are swelling. The object of my desire I abhor.

She lies waiting, never to be united. Withered life lies tattered, like the corn - bitter and torn... frustrated and forlorn.

- Single Gun Theory, "My Estranged Wife's Eye", Flow, River of My Soul


Your day breaks, your mind aches
You find that all her words of kindness linger on
When she no longer needs you

She wakes up, she makes up
She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry
She no longer needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years!

You want her, you need her
And yet you don't believe her when she said her love is dead
You think she needs you

You stay home, she goes out
She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone
She doesn't need him

Your day breaks, your mind aches
There will be time when all the things she said will fill your head
You won't forget her

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years!

- The Beatles, "For No One", Revolver


One thousand umbrellas
Upturned couldn't catch all the rain
That drained out of my head
When you said we were
Over and over I cried
'Til I floated downstream
To a town they call
Misery oh oh misery
Misery oh oh misery

And one million teacups
I bet couldn't hold all the wet
That fell out of my eyes
When you fell out with me
Now I'm crawling the wallpaper
That's looking more like a roadmap
To misery oh oh misery

How can you smile and forecast
Weather's getting better
And you'll soon forget her
If you let the sunshine come through?
How can you smile and forecast
Weather's getting better
If you never let a girl rain all over you?
And just when I thought that my vista was golden in hue
One thousand umbrellas opened to spoil the view

One million salt seas
Recalled from school atlas
Alas, would be filled to the brim
Sunny Jim couldn't jump it
How can I be pleased
When I'm handed the keys
To a town they call Misery?
Oh oh Misery

So with a mop and a bucket
I'll just say forget her
And carry on sweeping up
Where I've been weeping
The Jesters will creep in
To strike down the newly crowned Monarch
Of Misery oh oh Misery

How can you smile and forecast
Weather's getting better
And you'll soon forget her
If you let the sunshine come through?
How can you smile and forecast
Weather's getting better
If you never let a girl rain all over you?
Just when I thought that my skies were a June July blue
One thousand umbrellas opened
Two thousand umbrellas opened
Ten thousand umbrellas opened to spoil the view

- Andy Partridge, XTC, "1000 Umbrellas", Skylarking


Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
No one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair

I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle

A year has passed since I wrote my note
I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart

I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle

Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone in being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home

- Sting, The Police, "Message In a Bottle", Regatta de Blanc


You look like a perfect fit
For a girl in need of a tourniquet

But can you save me?
Come on and save me
If you could... Save me
From the ranks of the freaks who suspect they could never love anyone

'Cause I can tell you know what it's like
The long farewell of the hunger strike

But can you save me?
Come on and save me
If you could... save me
From the ranks of the freaks who suspect they could never love anyone

You struck me dumb, like radium
Like Peter Pan or Superman
You will come... to save me

C'mon and save me!
If you could... save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone
'Cept the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone
But the freaks
Who could never love anyone

- Aimee Mann, "Save Me", Magnolia Sountrack

1 comment:

Einzige said...

Poe redeems himself there at the end. For a second it seems like he's going to write a non-creepy poem.