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Broody lyrics all over your face

Monday, September 12, 2011

I have a stomach thing and I'm feeling a little broody today, so allow me the indulgence of posting sullen song lyrics.

Seriously, I'm not the kind of person who likes to post sappy, purple lyrics (unless it's WEEZY F. BABY, KNOWHAMEAN?) or cryptic quotes from dead people (unless it's TUPAC, KNOWHAMEAN?). But the other day, I was listening to this song I've listened to a million times and it just struck me how much I like the lyrics. They don't MEAN anything to me, personally, but I like the pacing and the wordplay and the story of the song. It has kind of complicated lines juxtaposed with simple ones. It's the way all good writing is structured, really. Careful and patient, finished with a punch.

Here are your broody song lyrics from Miz Amy Winehouse (R.I.P). I'm going back under the blankets now. Hold my calls.


It's okay in the day, I'm staying busy
Tied up enough so I don't have to wonder, "Where is he?"
Got so sick of crying, so just lately
When I catch myself I do a 180

I stay up, clean the house, at least I'm not drinking
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content that everyone gets
Just disappears soon as the sun sets

He is fierce in my dreams, seizes my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed

Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone

As far as my heart, I'd rather be restless
The second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
This ache in my chest as my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now

My blood running cold, I stand before him
It's all I can do to assure him
When he comes to me, I drip for him tonight
Drowning in me we bathe under blue light

He is fierce in my dreams, seizes my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed

Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone

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