Begin to Hope
Album - 13 giugno 2006 - Debaser id 323192

Shake it up.

I never loved nobody fully.
Always one foot on the ground.
And by protecting my heart truly,
I got lost
In the sounds.

I hear in my mind,
All of these voices.
I hear in my mind,
All of these words.
I hear in my mind,
All of this music.
And it breaks my heart.
And it breaks my heart.
And it breaks my ha-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aart.
And it breaks my ha-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aart.

Suppose I never, ever met you.
Suppose we never fell in love.
Suppose I never ever let you
Kiss me so sweet
And so sah-ah-ah-ah-oft.

Suppose I never, ever saw you.
Suppose we never, ever called.
Suppose I kept on singin' love songs
Just to break
My own fall.
Just to break my fa-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aall.
Just to break my fa-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aall.
Just to break my fa-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aall.
Break my fall.
Break my fall.

All my friends say
That of course it's
Gonna get beh'uh.
Gonna get beh'uh.
Beh'uh, beh'uh, beh'uh, beh'uh
Behtur, bettur, betterrrr, ohhh...

I never love nobody fully.
Always one foot on the ground.
And by protecting my heart truly,
I got lost
In the sounds.

I hear in my mind,
All of these voices.
I hear in my mind,
All of these words.
I hear in my mind,
All of this music.
And it breaks my heart.
And it breaks my heart.

I hear in my mind,
All of these voices.
I hear in my mind,
All of these words.
I hear in my mind,
All of this music.
And it breaks my heart.
And it breaks my heart.
It breaks my ha-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aart.
And it breaks my ha, ah, ah, ah, art.
And it breaks my ha-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-aart.
And it breaks my heart.
Breaks my heart.
And it breaks my heart.
And it breaks my heart.
And it breaks my heart.
And it breaks my heart.

If I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything
At all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything
At all

Born like sisters to this world
In a town where blood ties are only blood
If you never say your name out loud to anyone
They can never ever call you by it

If I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything
At all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything
At aaall

Ahh, ahh-ahh-ahhh-ah
La, laa-la
La, laa-la
You're gettin' sadder,
Sad, get sadder,
Sad,
I don't understand,
And I don't understand

But if I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything
At all
Feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything
At all
Will you feel anything at ah-all
Oh, anything at all
Will you feel anything at ah-all
Oh, anything at all
Will you feel anything at ah-all
Anything at all
Will you feel anything at ah-all
Anything at all
Will you feel anything at all...

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first
I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go
I have to go

Your hair was long
When we first met

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonderbread
And went right back to bed

And history books forgot about us
And the Bible didn't mention us
And the Bible didn't mention us
Not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first
I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
But they're just old light
They're just old light

Your hair was long
When we first met

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
He told me I was beautiful
And came into my bed

Oh, I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
And kissed me till the morning light, the morning light
And he kissed me till the morning light...

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonderbread
And went right back to bed

Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah, we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the Bible didn't mention us
Not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first

Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-uh
Ah, ah, ah-duh-

This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd

While laughin' up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep

And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay

But none of 'em were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees

While we were on our knees
Prayin' that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again

On the radio
We heard "November Rain"
That solo's real long
But it's a pretty song

We listened to it twice
'Cause the DJ was aslee-eep

Bum-bu-bu-bu-bum

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dyin' breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
Then try to love the things you took

And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumpin' someone else's blood

And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again, and

On the radio
You'll hear "November Rain"
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain

You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio (Oh-oh-oh)
On the radio
On the radio, uh-oh
On the radio, uh-oh
On the radio, uh-oh
On the radio-oh-ohhh
Mmm-mm

Bum-ba-dum-ba-dum-bum
Bum-ba-dum-ba-dum-bum
Ba-da-dum
Ba-da-dum
Ohh-oh
Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-uh
Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-uh
Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-uh
Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-uh
Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-uh
Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-uh
Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-ah

I wish I'd see a field below
I wish I'd hear a rooster crow
But there are none who live downtown
And so the day starts out so slow

Again the sun was never called
And darkness spreads over the snow
Like ancient bruuuises

I'm awake and feel the ache
But I wish I'd see a field below
I wish I'd see a field below

I wish I'd see your face below
I wish I'd hear you whispering low
But you don't live downtown no more
And everything must come and go

Again the sun was never called
And darkness spreads over the snow
Like ancient bruuuises

I'm awake and feel the ache
I'm awake and feel the ache
But I wish I'd see a field below
I wish I'd see a field below
I'm awake and I feel the ache
Oh, but I wish I'd see a field below
I'm awake and feel the ache
Aw, but I wish I'd see a field below
I wish I'd see a field below
I wish I'd see a field below

I—uh—must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I—uh—must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice

La-da-da, da-da-da

Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le déluge
After me comes the flood

I—uh—must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't-isn't yours-yours
I—uh—must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice

La-da-da, da-da-da
Ah, uh, uh, ah, uh
La.. da.. da...
La-da-da

Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le déluge
After me comes the flood

Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le déluge
After me the flood

Февраль. Достать чернил и плакать!
Писать о феврале навзрыд,
Пока грохочущая слякоть
Весною черною горит.

Февраль. Достать чернил и плакать!
Писать о феврале навзрыд,
Пока грохочущая слякоть
Весною черною горит.

Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le déluge
After me comes the flood

I—uh—must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I—uh—must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice

I—uh—must go on stand—stand—ing—dong
You can't—can't—break that—that—which isn't-isn't yours—yours
I—uh—must go on stand—stand—ing—dong
I'm not—not—my own—own—it's not—not—my choice

He's a wounded animal
He lives in a matchbox
He's a wounded animal
And he's been coming around here

He's a dying breed
He's a dying breed

His daughter is twenty years of snow falling
She's twenty years of strangers looking into each other's eyes
She's twenty years of clean
She never truly hated anyone or anything

She's a dying breed
She's a dying breed

She says:
I'd prefer the moss
I'd prefer the mouth
A baby of the swamps
A baby of the south
I'm twenty years of clean
And I never truly hated anyone or anything
Twenty years of clean
Twenty years of clean

But I got to get me out of here
This place is full of dirty old men
And the navigators with their mappy maps
And moldy heads and pissing on sugarcubes

But I got to get me out of here
This place is full of dirty old men
And the navigators with their mappy maps
And moldy heads and pissing on sugarcuuuubes

While youuu
Stare at your booots
And the words float out like holograms
And the words float out like holograms
And the words float out like holograms
They say:
Feel the waltz
Feel the waltz
Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz
Feel the waltz
Feel the waltz
Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz

Oh
Oh, o-o-o-o-o-oh
Ohhhhhh, o-o-o-ohhh
Ohhhh

Hey, remember the time when I found a human tooth
Down on Delancey?
Hey, remember that time we decided to kiss anywhere
Except the mouth?
Hey, remember that time when my favorite colors was
Pink and green?
Hey, remember that month when I only ate
Boxes of tangerines?
So cheap and juicy!
Tangerines.

Hey, remember that time when I would only read
Shakespeare?
Hey, remember that other time, when I would only read the backs of
Cereal boxes?
Hey remember that time I tried to save a pigeon with a broken wing?
A street cat got him by morning and I had to bury pieces of his body in our building's playground
I thought I was going to be sick

I thought I was going to be sick

Hey, remember that time when I would only smoke
Parliaments?
Hey, remember that time when I would only smoke
Marlboros?
Hey, remember that time when I would only smoke
Camels?
Hey, remember that time when I was broke?
I didn't care, I just bummed from my friends
Bum, bu-bum, bu-bum-bum
Bum, bu-bum, bu-bum-bum

Hey, remember that time when you OD'd?
Hey, remember that other time when you OD'd
For the second time?
Well, in the waiting room while waiting for news of you,
I hallucinated I could read your mind
And I was on a lot of shit too, but what I saw, man, I tell you, was
Freaky

Freaky

White lines on your mind
Keep it steady
You were never ready for the lies

White lines on your mind
Keep it steady
You were never ready for the lies

You don't have no doctor Robert
You don't have no uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write but you can't edit

You don't have no doctor Robert
You don't have no uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write but you can't edit
Edit, edit, edit, edit, edit, edit...

White lines on your mind
Keep it steady
You were never ready for the lies

You don't have no doctor Robert
You don't have no uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write but you can't edit

Summer in the city
Means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage
And I start to miss you
Baby, sometimes
I've been staying up and
Drinking in the late night establishment
Telling strangers
Personal things

Summer in the city
I'm so lonely, lonely, lonely
So I went
To a protest
Just to rub up
Against strangers
And I did feel like coming, but I also felt like crying
It doesn't seem so
Worth it right now

And the castrated ones
Stand in the corner, smoking
They want to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise
At the sight of a beautiful woman, they feel nothing but
But anger, her skin makes them sick in the night
Nauseous, nauseous, nauseous

Summer in the city
I'm so lonely, lonely, lonely
I've been hallucinating you, babe
At the backs of other women
And I tap
On their shoulder
And they turn around, smiling, but
There's no recognition in their eyes

Ohhh, summer in the city
Means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage
And don't get me wrong, dear
In general, I
Think I'm doing quite
Fine
It's just, when it's summer in the city, and you're
Long gone from the city
I start to miss you
Baby, sometimes

When it's summer in the city
And you're, you're so long gone from the city
I start to miss you
Baby, sometimes
Oooohh
I start to miss you
Baby, sometimes
Oooh, I
Start to miss you
Baby
Sometimes