I absolutely love that song. It's always on my marathon playlist....very hypnotic. Especially at the five-minute mark when that big wall of sound hits.

 
The birds are the keepers of our secret
As they saw us where we lay
In the deepest grass of springtime
In a reckless guilty haze

And they wove a sweet indifference
And it settled on our skin
Till the eyes that I remembered
For the last time drew me in

The birds, though I wore your glacial patience
To a smudge of bitter dust
On the last day you embraced me
With a glistening sapling trust

Did they sing a million blessings
As they watched us slowly part?
Do they keep those final kisses
In their tiny racing hearts?

What are we gonna do with you?
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you?
Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

What are we gonna do with you?
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you?
Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

What are we gonna do with you?
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you?
Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

What are we gonna do with you?
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you?
Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

The birds are the keepers of our secret
As they saw us where we lay
In the deepest grass of springtime
In a reckless guilty haze

What are we gonna do with you?
Same tale every time
(Did they sing a million blessings)

What are we gonna do with you?
Come on inside, looking back is for the birds
(As they watched us slowly part?)

What are we gonna do with you?
Same tale every time
(Do they keep those final kisses)

What are we gonna do with you?
Come on inside, looking back is for the birds
(In their tiny racing hearts?)

What are we gonna do with you?
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you?
Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

What are we gonna do with you?

And the falling sands of time
Blown by wind and drifted by
To and fro the trees still bend
Wondering what the host will send

We will go right down to the sea
Bathing in light we will be free to wander

eddiesaintlouie wrote: 

Was it summer when the river ran dry,
Or was it just another dam.
When the evil of a snowflake in June
Could still be a source of relief.
O how I love you, I once cried long ago,
But I was the one who decided to go.
To search beyond the final crest,
Though I'd heard it said just birds could dwell so high.

So I pretended to have wings for my arms
And took off in the air.
I flew to places which the clouds never see,
Too close to the deserts of sand,
Where a thousand mirages, the shepherds of lies
Forced me to land and take a disguise.
I would welcome a horse's kick to send me back
If I could find a horse not made of sand.

If this desert's all there'll ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.

Hey man,
I'm the sand man.
And boy have I news for you;
They're gonna throw you in gaol
And you know they can't fail
'Cos sand is thicker than blood.
But a prison in sand
Is a haven in hell,
For a gaol can give you a goal
goal can find you a role
On a muddy pitch in Newcastle,
Where it rains so much
You can't wait for a touch
Of sun and sand, sun and sand...

Within the valley of shadowless death
They pray for thunderclouds and rain,
But to the multitude who stand in the rain
Heaven is where the sun shines.
The grass will be greener till the stems turn to brown
And thoughts will fly higher till the earth brings them down.
Forever caught in desert lands one has to learn
To disbelieve the sea.

If this desert's all there'll ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.

He Forgot That it Was Sunday

The motel lights were blinking
On my chartreuse four door Lincoln
On the dock, the fish were stinking
I simply didn't have a care And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels
The children hum their Christmas carols
The train tracks all run parallel
But they'll all meet up one day On a dusty pew in a vestibule
Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
He's waiting for the next poor fool
Who forgot that it was Sunday We used to tell each other lies
With our orange plastic button eyes
In a former life on a motel chair
I was Charlie Parker's teddy bear Yeah, me and Bird, we'd stay up late
I used to watch him contemplate
While his horn would sit by the window and wait
'Til it was time for him to blow it On a dusty pew in a vestibule
Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
He's waiting for the next poor fool
Who forgot that it was Sunday The only song I ever knew
Was 'Moonlight Bay on the Avenue'
These are the tales from the Devil's chin
Charlie, I could've been a contender And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels
The children hum their Christmas carols
The train tracks all run parallel
But they'll all meet up one day On a dusty pew in a vestibule
Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
He's waiting for the next poor fool
Who forgot that it was Sunday
He forgot that it was Sunday On a dusty pew in a vestibule
Sits the old red Devil playing pocket pool
He's waiting for the next poor fool
Who forgot that it was Sunday And the old men
Why, they're sitting 'round their cracker barrels
And the children
Yeah, they're out humming those Christmas carols
And all those old rusty train tracks
They're running parallel
But they'll all meet up one day
- John Prine

Movie quotes that are stuck in your head today...

 JrzyTmata wrote: 
  You and me, Toad.  We'll take'em.

 RASPUTIN wrote: 
tied 'em to the car and dragged 'em.

 oldslabsides wrote: 
You know who's car you got your butt parked on?

 RASPUTIN wrote: 
well, he smells like him.

 buzz wrote: 

No thanks.  Are you The Wolfman?

 RASPUTIN wrote: 
Hey, have a popsicle. The ice box just broke down, and they're melting all over the place. You want one?

 buzz wrote: 

I lost my Ide too but it wasn't in a flood....

 JrzyTmata wrote: 
Pardon me, sir, but I lost my I.D. in... in a flood and I'd like to get some Old Harper, hard stuff. Would you mind buying a bottle for me? 

And I said "Hey, gunner man, that's quicksand, that's quicksand that ain't mud
Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood?"

I've got ways to make you sorry
start my life with someone else
I've got ways to make you fall
I'll tell you all the things that I lied about
I've got ways to make you mad
Laughing at the girl sitting on your lap
I've got ways to make you sing my songs
Ones I ain't written yet

I've got lights you've never seen
I've got moves I've never used
I've got ways to make you come
back to me

I've got ways to make you strange
Drug you up and drag you home
I've got ways to track you down
In all of the places you like to go
I've got ways to make you crazy
wear all the things you always wanted me to
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I've got ways to make you run
My daddy is coming for you

I've got lights you've never seen
I've got moves I've never used
I've got ways to make you come
back to me

I've got ways to make you hear me
just by whispering your name
I've got ways to make you think
you'll never be happy again
I've got ways to make you see
I'm so much better than before
I've got ways to make you swear
you won't want your old life anymore

I've got lights you've never seen
I've got moves I've never used
I've got ways to make you come
Back to me

- kathleen edwards. (WOW.)

Never stop the car on a drive in the dark
Never look for the truth in your mother's eyes
Never trust the sound of rain upon a river rushing 
Through your ears

Arriving somewhere but not here

Could you imagine the final sound as a gun
Or the smashing windscreen of a car?
Did you ever imagine the last thing you'd hear as you're fading out
Was a song?

Arriving somewhere but not here

All my designs, simplified
And all of my plans, compromised
And all of my dreams, sacrificed

Ever had the feeling you've been here before?
Drinking down the poison the way you were taught
Ever thought from here on in your life begins
And all you knew was wrong?

Arriving somewhere but not here

All my designs, simplified
And all of my plans, compromised
And all of my dreams...

Did you see the redness block your part?
Did the scissors cut a way to your heart?
Did you feel the end before the suns of mothers
Tearing you apart?

Arriving somewhere but not here 

you're not invisible now
you just don't exist