i was going through my ipod the other day, on the way to florence, al, and decided to open up the nostalgia closet and listen to some of my old band's songs. kinda one of those times when you get clouds in your eyes thinking about how fast time moves on. i hate it. anyway, my friend Ryan Hurd is one of my favorite lyricists, and here is a sample of words to some of our old songs. in case you want to hear them, i think they may be on www.myspace.com/brantleymusic
Orphans
don't dim the lights too hard, because
we might ruin the mood. i think
the starving here are entertained
by the luxury of fools.
and, we'll sing a song and shake a hand
and laugh at what they say
i think we're all still feeling warm inside,
we're the devil of the day,
we're still the devil of the day.
let's cheer the orphans.
give them a smile for their pain.
let's just ignore them.
it's all the same, it's all the same.
God is a beggar,
and a woman with no name.
i'll take this prostitute for heaven,
this is a shame.
and what a worthless wretch,
too poor to raise her hands up high,
to a husband she doesn't love,
she wears a ring she doesn't recognize.
and i am the poorest,
and i am the pauper,
and it's just like breathing underwater.
we sing words like grace and awe
that we know nothing about,
and we say that this is beautiful,
but we're just putting it in the ground.
so look away, mother, look away,
'cause there's nothing to steal in hell.
look away, look away, mother, I,
have nothing to sell.
and i am the poorest,
and i am the pauper.
and it's just like breathing underwater.
Close Enough
beautiful,
she's a brilliant sky.
and i don't have the strength,
to break the silence in her eyes.
and i want it all.
i can't get close enough to you.
you're so far away,
you're still so far away.
i saw the boy you used to love.
did you look in his eyes,
like you look into mine?
'cause he's so cool,
and i'm so strange.
and there's nothing left to say,
'cause he already has,
he already has.
and i want it all.
i can't get close enough to you.
you're so far away,
you're still so far away.
and i want it all.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
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god is a beggar
sometimes ties his shoes in double knots.
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