May 2009
t&s
and everything is going to the beat →
they’re gonna eat me alive.
all my stars
i read the signs,
i got all my stars aligned,
my amulets, my charms,
i set all my false alarms.
so i’ll be someone who won’t be forgotten…
i’ll do a dance to make the rain come
smile to keep the sky from falling down
collect the love that i’ve been given
build a nest for us to sleep in here.
keep the sky from falling…
there are no signs.
there are...
now now
st. vincent
“If we have no charity and we have no tolerance, we shall never settle our...”
– Mahatma Gandhi
bargaining
Regina Spektor: There's a back of a truck selling smoke-free lungs.
Allie: Already have a couple.
Regina Spektor: There's a back of a truck selling alien pods. There's a back of a truck selling game show hosts.
Allie: Fun!
Regina Spektor: And there's a back of a truck selling the souls of the dead.
Allie: ...
Regina Spektor: And there's a back of a truck selling crumb-free bread, this is New York!
Allie: Actually, it's Massachusetts.
Regina Spektor: And there's a back of a truck selling the back of a car, and there's a back of a car selling roadway maps, and there are roadway maps selling the back of a head.
Allie: Hey, how much for that back of a head, man?
Regina Spektor: Hey, wait a minute, hey wait a minute, that's my back of a head!
Allie: Sell it back to her, man.
Regina Spektor: Sell it back to me, man, hey wait a minute, hey that's mahmahmahmahmine.
t&s
i know you plan out
everything that you want to say
i wish that we didn’t have to go
about things this way
i love the rock and roll
i love the rock and roll
don’t get so uptight
