Monday, July 21, 2014

Such Great Heights by The Postal Service

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 it's 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've 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'll hear the shrillest highs
And lowest lows with the windows down
When this is guiding 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



notus: you are the one.
Fair by Remy Zero

Hey, are you lonely?
Has summer gone so slowly?
We found the ground
And that damage was done
It's cold as you fade into the sun
Where'd you go? To me?

But you're alive, well it's only
Fallen frames, they told me
You stand out, it's so loud
And so what if it is?
It's cold as you face into the wind
Where'd it go tonight the sun shall see its light?

So what if you catch me, where would we land?
In somebody's life for taking his hands
Sing to me hope as she's thrown on the sand
All of our work is raided again, where to go?

And you were somehow
The rain this thing could allow
But it's all wrong, you're so strong
And this life and work
And choice took far too long
Where'd it go tonight the sun shall see its light

So what if you catch me, where would we land?
In somebody's life for taking his hands
Sing to me hope as she's thrown on the sand
All of our work is raided again

When I was sure you'd follow through
My world was turned to blue so thin
When you'd hide your songs would die
So I'd hide yours with mine
And all my words were bound to fail
I know you won't fail see, I can tell



notus: Tony, I always go back and forth when it comes down to us, but I trust you fully.