Take this shirt
Ghosts, walk through the walls
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
They catch your rise and falls
Take this shirt
Then sink back to sleeping, again
And make it clean, clean
And dust, it settles on shelves
Take this soul
Will you shake me from myself
Stranded in some skin and bones
And tell me I'm alright?
Take this soul
And all the time on your own
And make it sing
The flowers have grown
Yahweh, Yahweh
Under your feet
Always pain before a child is born
And don't, don't you think that it's time
Yahweh, Yahweh
You said, "Hey, this one is mine"
Still I'm waiting for the dawn
Maybe do what you want to do?
Take these hands
'Cos you, well you are no fun
Teach them what to carry
And I'm so dumb
Take these hands
But please let us not be lonely, again
Don't make a fist
And you, you wear your mistakes
Take this mouth
And I know mine
So quick to criticise
But please let us not be lonely, this time
Take this mouth
Cheer up, you miserable fuck
Give it a kiss
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Compare and contrast
These two songs were played back-to-back on Launchcast today: U2 "Yahweh" and David Ford "Cheer Up":
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