Sunday, February 10, 2019

Even In the Tremor by Lady Lamb

We bathe in the blood moon in Berlin
Make out in cathedrals, Montreal to Madrid
In Fallingwater brush our skin across the bed
The Masaya volcano paints our faces in red
Now the landscape in your eye is a desert of defeat
I want to stay but I'll turn to leave
Tonight we'll abandon all we share
Force a deep sleep and pretend we don't care
I'd hate to put us up against yesterday...
I guess what can't be close must be far away

Cause the past will kill the present if I let it
The past will kill the present if I let it
The past will kill the present if I let it

I dream in dripping colors of every ruin we'll never lose ourselves in
If I go on obsessing over coloring my memories
With a more vibrant palette than existed
Singin:
Those saturated rains could never flood the imprint of
One hand on the wheel, your other on my neck
Moving me through moving me through moving me through
If ever I forget how much love there is
It's just I've become fixated on all of the love I'd miss

Cause the future kills the present if I let it
The future kills the present if I let it
The future kills the present if

Every head is a world, I don't want to be a destroyer of
All things pure In my own
When I'm running from a day yet to bare its teeth
I see my only moment crumbling, crumbling
If every head is a world I don't want to be a destroyer
Of all things pure in my own
When I'm crawling towards a night that I'm convinced was
Golden and glowing, glowing
(even in the tremor I feel a stillness growing)

It takes a conscious effort to hollow out this head
My brain is a constant rain on its own shelter
But there's a parade in that dread
There's a symphony swaying in the downpour
And it plays me to sleep eventually each night into my morning
And I can't go on ignoring the tender heart in my chest
And the splendor in its beating
Oh, the pain in possessing such a tenderness
But what else is worth possessing?
When even in the tremor
I feel a stillness growing


HEY!.. IVE BEEN TO THE PLACE WHERE THAT GIRL IS WALKING AROUND SINGING... I DID IT WITH A BABY STRAPPED TO MY BACK... AND I THINK THAT GIRL ESCAPED FROM PRISON...

1 comment:

Aaron said...

This girl is a spitting image of carpenter. She also wears a red jump suit. Maybe she escaped from some jail. I refuse to travel to Mexico because the one time I went I cane back to the US with nasty parasites and they didn’t go away for half a year and I shat liquid the whole time. And I never even drank the water. I don’t understand why they can’t get the water right. Sad. The Aztecs were savage assholes.