Wednesday, March 10, 2010

"Silence is so accurate"

- Mark Rothko

Sunday, March 07, 2010



Cheek To Cheek
Fred Astaire

Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.

Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And the cares that hang around me through the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.

Oh! I love to climb a mountain,
And to reach the highest peak,
But it doesn't thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.

Oh! I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek,
But I don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.

Dance with me
I want my arm about you;
The charm about you
Will carry me through to Heaven

I'm in Heaven,
and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
From the Woods!!
James Vincent McMorrow

verse 1
from the woods, from the woods
they are coming from the woods
riding horses cloaked in grey
make their way, to my door
lay their boots upon my floor
wash their hands and start to pray
but i am gone, i am not there
i have followed mountain bears
to a cave of deepest tome
there i wait, by the mouth
as the smoke it flushes out
then i’ll slowly drag one home

chorus
all these things are ever lost
stillness has brought my love to cost

verse 2
from the woods, from the woods
once a vision from the woods
at a point between two tracks
bound by tape, and by wire
bruised and beaten in the fire
so the metals faded black
newer ropes, stronger nets
have us plumbing further depths
for the wolves we’ll never be
should we go, would we die
if the weight it was to slide
drag our secrets to the sea

chorus

bridge
i taste the sulphur on my breath
i see the blood pool on the step
the moon so thick, the wounds so fresh
and all is well……

outro
FROM THE WOODS, FROM THE WOODS, THEY ARE COMING FROM THE WOODS!!!!!
(AHHHHHHHHHHH)
"O innocent victims of Cupid,
Remember this terse little verse:
To let a fool kiss you is stupid,
To let a kiss fool you is worse."

- E. Y. Harburg