Too Early to Be Dead and Dying

So it’s too early in the semester for me to be as bad about posting photos as I have been. I’m going to claim a lack of time sitting in front of the computer (not a bad thing, right?), and an excess of Grad Student Guilt (also known as “I would, but I have to muddle through some Derrida tonight.” Not applicable, oddly, when the distraction involves alcohol.)

I do have photos, and I will try to post them, but for now here’s a weird little song that’s part David Bowie and part I don’t even know what.

Golden Silvers – Another Universe

Lyrics after the break…

Lyrics (as borrowed from the Youtube link.)

I was feeling so mortal
Legends were lined by my side
The world was standing on his head
My senses have forsaken me
And i saw through a million eyes
And i saw them waiting for me
Their lashes painted black
Their eyes were like a crucifix
Their lips were as pink as Cadillacs

I was feeling like an angel
My madman was waiting in the wings
Just to hear his cue
Then i felt just like the devil’s son
Wasted wounded on the run
Then i felt just like me and you
And i saw them surrounding me
With mirrors and rose-tinted bones
Wearing only a lion’s mane
One hand on the golden horn
And one hand on the telephone

And it’s a strange way down
From the cradle to
Take me by the
‘Coz you’ll never be the last one
And you’ll never be the first
Maybe we will meet again
In another universe

Oh and then i was a titan
A hero of the silverscreen
Just waiting for my bell
And then i was a troubadour
Wailing waved the ghosts a door
Then i was the hounds of hell
And i heard them blowing kisses
From within their satin sheets
With their bodies laying
Like arrows and bows
Boys falling at their feet

And it’s a strange way down
From the cradle to
Take me by the
‘Coz you’ll never be the last one
And you’ll never be the first
Maybe we will meet again
In another universe

I’m son of the richest man
The sister of an outcast
Oh today i’m in the future
Tomorrow i’ll be in the past
I’m daughter of a daydream
The brother of a madman
I’ll change my lips so often
I’m beginning not to care

Now i feel my powers fading
As the blueprints and diagrams
And history books hold me to their hip
And my limbs start trembling
As my vision starts fading
And my spirit starts to slip
And i see them wave goodbye
Their left hands were casting a curse
While singing songs of a paradise
From another universe

 

Side note: I DESPISE WordPress’s quick press thing. It is too simple for my needs, and I end up posting twice, with stupid drafts saved… and it’s very inefficient, is all I’m saying.

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