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Wednesday Aug 19, 2009

Aug 19, 2009
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And if the snow buries my,
my neighborhood.
And if my parents are crying
then Ill dig a tunnel
from my window to yours,
yeah a tunnel from my window to yours.
You climb out the chimney
and meet me in the middle,
the middle of town.
And since theres no one else around,
we let our hair grow long
and forget all we used to know,
then our skin gets thicker
from living out in the snow.

You change all the lead
sleepin in my head,
as the day grows dim
I hear you sing a golden hymn.

Then we tried to name our babies,
but we forgot all the names that,
the names we used to know.
But sometimes, we remember our bedrooms,
and our parents bedrooms,
and the bedrooms of our friends.
Then we think of our parents,
well what ever happened to them?!

You change all the lead
sleepin in my head to gold,
as the day grows dim,
I hear you sing a golden hymn,
the song Ive been trying to say.

Purify the colors, purify my mind.
Purify the colors, purify my mind,
and spread the ashes of the colors
over this heart of mine!



Alexander, our older brother,
set out for a great adventure.
He tore our images out of his pictures,
he scratched our names out of all his letters.

Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!

Come on Alex, you can do it.
Come on Alex, theres nothin to it.
If you want somethin dont ask for nothin,
if you want nothin dont ask for somethin!

Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!
Its for your own good,
its for the neighborhood!

Our older brother bit by a Vampire!
For a year we caught his tears in a cup.
And now were gonna make him drink it.
Come on Alex dont die or dry up!

Our mother shoulda just named you Laika!
Its for your own good,
its for the neighborhood!

When daddy comes home you always start a fight,
so the neighbors can dance in the police disco lights.
The police disco lights.
Now the neighbors can dance!
Look at em dance



I woke up with the power out,
not really something to shout about.
Ice has covered up my parents hands
dont have any dreams dont have any plans.

I went out into the night,
I went out to find some light.
Kids are swingin from the power lines,
nobodys home, so nobody minds.

I woke up on the darkest night,
neighbors all were shoutin that they found the light.
(We found the light)
Shadows jumpin all over my walls
some of them big, some of them small.

I went out into the night.
I went out to pick a fight with anyone.
Light a candle for the kids,
Jesus Christ dont keep it hid!

Ice has covered up my parents hands
dont have any dreams dont have any plans.
Growin up in some strange storm,
nobodys cold, nobodys warm.

I went out into the night,
I went out to find some light.
Kids are dyin out in the snow,
look at them go, look at them go!

And the powers out in the heart of man,
take it from your heart put in your hand.

Whats the plan?

Is it a dream? Is it a lie?
I think Ill let you decide.
Just light a candle for the kids,
Jesus Christ dont keep it hid!

Cause nothins hid, from us kids!
You aint foolin nobody with the lights out!

And the powers out in the heart of man,
take it from your heart put in your hand.
And theres something wrong in the heart of man,
you take it from your heart and put it in your hand



I am waitin til I dont know when,
cause Im sure its gonna happen then.
Time keeps creepin through the neighborhood,
killing old folks, wakin up babies just like we knew it would.

All the neighbors are startin up a fire,
burning all the old folks the witches and the liars.
My eyes are covered by the hands of my unborn kids,
but my heart keeps watchin through the skin of my eyelids.

They say a watched pot wont ever boil,
well I closed my eyes and nothin changed,
just some water getting hotter in the flames.

Its not a lover I want no more,
and its not heaven Im pining for,
but theres some spirit I used to know,
thats been drowned out by the radio!

They say a watched pot wont ever boil,
you cant raise a baby on motor oil,
just like a seed down in the soil you gotta give it time
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msy_iii:
my roomate use to sing this a lot..

look up "crazy josiah" of MAE on youtube



i like the song a lot i use to do ollies on my longboard in our apt and listen to it pretty loud when my gf was pregoz
Aug 21, 2009
msy_iii:
shit i was wasted.........
Aug 22, 2009

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