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benni

Minneapolis. It's cold, and sometimes it's scary... but i love it.

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Tuesday Aug 17, 2004

Aug 17, 2004
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theres a nail in the door
and theres glass on the lawn
tacks on the floor
and the tv is on
and i always sleep with my guns
when youre gone

theres a blade by the bed
and a phone in my hand
a dog on the floor
and some cash on the nightstand
when im all alone the dreaming stops
and i just can't stand

what should i do im just a little baby
what if the lights go out and maybe
and then the wind just starts to moan
outside the door he followed me home

well goodnight moon
i want the sun
if its not here soon
i might be done
no it wont be too soon 'til i say
goodnight moon

theres a shark in the pool
and a witch in the tree
a crazy old neighbour and hes been watching me
and theres footsteps loud and strong coming down the hall
somethings under the bed
now its out in the hedge
theres a big black crow sitting on my window ledge
and i hear something scratching through the wall

oh what should i do im just a little baby
what if the lights go out and maybe
i just hate to be all alone
outside the door he followed me home
now goodnight moon
i want the sun
if its not here soon
i might be done
no it won't be too soon 'til i say
goodnight moon

well youre up so high
how can you save me
when the dark comes here
tonight to take me up
to my front walk
and into bed where it kisses my face
and eats my head

oh what should i do im just a little baby
what if the lights go out and maybe
and then the wind just starts to moan
outside the door he followed me home
now goodnight moon
i want the sun
if its not here soon
i might be done
no it wont be too soon 'til i say
goodnight moon
no it wont be too soon 'til i say
goodnight moon

--Shivaree


three days till mutant arm. i am terrified. blackeyed
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thejuanupsman:
hi smile
Aug 19, 2004
billybillybilly:
This song has always seemed really sweet to me. For a while I thought he wrote it about D'arcy, the bassist. Sort of a send off, considering the break up which came shortly enough afterward. Either way, it sort of acknowledges that everything has those two sides, even when you love something, it still is what it is. For better or worse, sickness/health.

For me this song describes a very a cosmic irony. It's like the character is talking about all of these things that don't make sense to him, he sees things in this character that are a tragedy, but to him they are enticing qualities. Perhaps he was looking for love and couldn't find it, maybe just when he was giving up, he discovered something amazing.

This is probably the most effective journal that you could post in my opinion, cause this is the kind of thing I respond to.

annie dog (smashing pumpkins)

amphetamine Annie-Dog
has her leash and a face
her velvet spleen, her shackle spine
her diamond curse, it comes with mine

a vessel she, for violent I
confession arms awake
mine, mine, you were always mine
possessed by my taste

and below, the angel dog
combs her hair and sings her psalms
the bombs go off, she doesn't notice
it all goes wrong, she sets things tragic
she is venus, she is mars
she's electric, and the struggle of

upon her face we leave no trace
but in her stomach mercury aged

she holds the blood, she carves the knives
she digs the wives in our babies

amphetamine, annie-dog
pulls her trash and her stories
from place to place, and bed to bed
gives of herself and the magnet head

another floor, another ceiling
counting stars with double meanings

is it wrong to be swallowed whole?
to disappear in her?
to give to her the priceless peace
of giving up control?

we tumble out into the streets
and Annie-Dog, she drags her leash
pretty face, ugly mouth
bitter bred and so released

and by the no, and in the yes
annie goes if you couldn't guess

a simple man, a sycophant
her elephant with the laughing cough
she wants clean sheets, and fresh flowers
and dental shots, and the Hong Kong glue

amphetamine, annie-dog
has a leash and a face
Aug 19, 2004

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