wipe your feet really good on the rhythm rug.

3.29.2010

Music I: what would i want? sky.



this song is reminiscent of the feeling when you're in a passenger seat of a car on a summers day and the car is moving at a fairly high speed through a suburban area and the sun is shining through the tops of the trees and the remaining sprinkles of light that are not soaked up by the trees - hit your eyelids like bursts of little firecrackers, dancing on & tickling your skin cells as your face is nearly pressed flat up against the car window.



*magic begins at: 2:23*



Is everything alright? You feeling moany? You feeling lonely? You're not the only?
Is everything alright? You feeling stormy? You feeling phoney? You're not the only
Do you get up up up? Clouds stop and move above me. Too bad they can't help me. What is the right way?
Do I float up up up? When I stop and look around me. Grey is where the color should be. What is the right way? Old glasses clinking and a - New order's blinking and I -
I should be floating but I'm weighted by thinking
That I got on the river Really can't make you change And the sky gets filled up too fast and the taxi man's saying, "You betta give me some money; stop daydreaming, dude!" When the point of horizon is hiding from you - What would you want sky?
Are you taking it lightly? Lost in the flurries. You start to worry. You will be buried. Taking it lightly, and so I hurry. I start to worry. Here come them flurries...

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