The Paper Kites - Arms

The Paper Kites - Arms

What can I give that is all for you?
My heart's no good cuz its split in two
What can I give that is all for you?
These arms are all I have

But I'll hold you like I do love you
But I'll hold you like I do love you.

What can I give that is all for you?
My heart's no good cuz its split in two
What can I give that is all for you?
These arms are all I have

But I'll hold you like I do love you
But I'll hold you like I do love you

But I'll hold you like I do love you
But I'll hold you like I do love you.

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - We No Who U R

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - We No Who U R

Tree don't care what the little bird sings
We go down with the dew in the morning light
The tree don't know what the little bird brings
We go down with the dew in the morning

And we breathe it in
There is no need to forgive
Breathe it in
There is no need to forgive (again)

The trees will stand like pleading hands
We go down with the dew in the morning light
The trees all stand like pleading hands
We go down with the dew in the morning

And we breathe it in
There is no need to forgive
Breathe it in
There is no need to forgive (again)

The trees will burn with blackened hands
We return with the light of the evening
The trees will burn blackened hands
With nowhere to rest, with nowhere to land

And we know who you are
And we know where you live
And we know there's no need to forgive

And we know who you are
And we know where you live
And we know there's no need to forgive

And we know who you are
And we know where you live
And we know there's no need to forgive

And we know who you are
And we know where you live
And we know there's no need to forgive again

Gregory Alan Isakov - Dandelion Wine

Gregory Alan Isakov - Dandelion Wine

summer days were just a magazine

a magazine
a magazine


cutting grass for gasoline, for gasoline
so i can see ya soon


fall swooned
left me drunk in a field
dandelion wine for a year


and i packed up the dust
of all that i owned
handkerchief hung from a pole
i rolled out the day that the apples fell

Subterranean Homesick Alien ...

The breath of the morning,

I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air.
I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing,
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement.

Up above, aliens hover
Making home movies for the folks back home.
Of all these weird creatures who lock up their spirits,
Drill holes in themselves and live for their secrets.

They're all...
Uptight.

I wish that they'd swoop down, in a country lane,
Late at night when I'm driving.
Take me onboard their beautiful ship, show me the world as I'd love to see it.
I'd tell all my friends but they'd never believe me
They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely.
I'd show them the stars, and the meaning of life.
They'd shut me away, but I'd be alright.
Alright.

I'm just...