Unfortunately the words of this song don't belong to me but they're just so beautiful that I'd like to share them with you.
If language were liquid
It would be rushing in
Instead here we are
In a silence more eloquent
Than any word could ever be
These words are too solid
They don't move fast enough
To catch the blur in the brain
That flies by and is gone
I'd like to meet you
In a timeless, placeless place
Somewhere out of context
And beyond all consequences
Let's go back to the building
On Little West Twelfth
It is not far away
And the river is there
And the sun and the spaces
Are all laying low
And we'll sit in the silence
That comes rushing in and is
Gone
I won't use words again
They don't mean what I meant
They don't say what I said
They're just the crust of the meaning
With realms underneath
Never touched
Never stirred
Never even moved through...
I hope everyone is well.
If language were liquid
It would be rushing in
Instead here we are
In a silence more eloquent
Than any word could ever be
These words are too solid
They don't move fast enough
To catch the blur in the brain
That flies by and is gone
I'd like to meet you
In a timeless, placeless place
Somewhere out of context
And beyond all consequences
Let's go back to the building
On Little West Twelfth
It is not far away
And the river is there
And the sun and the spaces
Are all laying low
And we'll sit in the silence
That comes rushing in and is
Gone
I won't use words again
They don't mean what I meant
They don't say what I said
They're just the crust of the meaning
With realms underneath
Never touched
Never stirred
Never even moved through...
I hope everyone is well.
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silveronthetree:
The band is called The Urban Voodo Machine. They are sorta an 7 piece rock/blue/country mix. 
charley:
Oooooh yay, I really want that Emily the Strange sweatshirt, I am kind of hinting about it as a possible birthday present, even though my birthday isn't until November 
Oh well its good to be prepared, right?
Oh well its good to be prepared, right?