Saturday, September 24, 2011

DJ Kaos "Love The Night Away" (Tiedye HQ mix)

Your Everything

Don’t wanna be your in-between
I wanna be your everything

Don’t leave me hanging on the phone
Or forget about me on the dance floor
I’m growing every day
Take a spot in this sun and let’s grow old

I’m not gunna play games
Say ‘no’ when I mean ‘yes’
I tell it like it is
I want love in ways that don’t exist

I get lonesome at night
But not like you would think
I can hold my own ground
I just want someone to kiss

We’ll find love in far off places
Hear songs in brand new ways
I wanna listen closely to your body
Speak to you in forms of waves

There’s a place in heaven for lovers
Love is the wings
A fairy tale for dreamers
Angels are just lovers in former lives

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Monday, September 5, 2011

Wade Robson (Choreographer) / Ben Susak & Pam Chu (Dancers) / Song: John Mayer "Burning Room"

Billy Bell (Choreographer & Dancer) / Song: The Cinematic Orchestra "To Build A Home"

Wishing

Steps without you seem so loud
Because I miss your voice
Your whisper in the crowd

Tell me what you did today
What went through your mind
Mine was lost and fruitless
Wishing I had made a promise, to keep you mine

Friday, August 12, 2011

Friendly Fires "Hawaiian Air"

Arcade Fire "We Used To Wait"

I Used To Live

I used to live
I used to kiss the midnight hours
From rolled down windows of aimless cars
Breathe the air of danger
And laugh at new acquaintances’ jokes
Tackle innocent nights with troubled intentions
Climb fences to trespass on private property
Hide in bushes from cops shining lights
Dance on cars in parking lots and sing to karaoke in Mexican and Russian restaurants and bars
I used to embrace the night and tell it all my secrets
And it would keep them. With promises that it would tell me its too.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Poutin' Dry Lips

I’m trying not to cry
But baby you got me poutin’
Poutin' dry lips, dry eyes
Because of you

How does it feel to take this control
To have me riding your roller coaster
Begging for more
And you slow it all down

These eyes stay dry
My body a wreck
Confused what to do
These pouting lips thirst for your havoc

Monday, July 25, 2011

All These Nights Alone

All these nights alone
I’ve wanted and wanted
Something more
Something different
To keep me warm

All I want is you
To balance out the bed
To wrestle in the sheets
To touch your skin and braise your muscles
Wrap my arms around your body and call you mine

Wont need to use my eyes
Wont need to use my voice
Just reach across and feel you near
Know nothing’s in between
Know everything is here

Monday, June 13, 2011

The Foals "Spanish Sahara"



The Foals @ subpoprecords / subpop.com / Distributed by WMG

The Drums "Best Friend"

Washed Out "Eyes Be Closed"

Planets

I want to jump in the pool of love
Get wet in the tangles of passion
Feel the heat beating on my face
Keeping me going
Through crashing waves
And forget the lies
That make us feel tamed
Hold my breath
And transport myself
To worlds of angels
Floating full of grace
Swim with arms flailing
Legs kicking
The way we get from place to place
When no one is looking
No one can care
Roll with the splashes
Keep me escaping
Unchained
Like planets in outer space

Sunday, May 15, 2011

The One That Got Away

I like to pretend that I’m the one that got away
That I’m the one you think about
When sunsets go down
And the wind sweeps the hair on your face

Because I’ve spent so many nights being that one
Thinking the next day he will be forgotten
But always returns to haunt my desolation
And make my eyes feel heavier

To give you credit is to give you power
And even in my most desperate moments I would not acknowledge that.
Until I realize maybe, I’m too, one causing pain somewhere else
In which case I know the one I long for, longs for someone too.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Never In Peace

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Sometimes I just want to be an ashole
Because atleast that would be fun
And you would feel me too
Pressing your soft side
Where you worked so hard to keep clean
But I never do
I don’t do unto others I do not wish done to me
Not in trouble
Never in peace
Never in peace

If only you could count the times I’ve felt this way
If you could count the sunsets of all time
The specs of sand on the California coast
The stars in the sky
I can count high
The amount I’ve been low

I don't even want you to know this much
Becaue I don't even want you to know me
I don't want to know me like this
But I especially don't want you to know this little peace I've found in writing this

Friday, February 11, 2011

A Slave to the Tides?

Droughts come and go
A slave to the tides
Heat will make us see what we need
When water flows, we bath in the wealth of the seas
Duchesses and Kings will stay high in their castles
Never worry of the changing weather below the clouds
And as long as we look up to the gods for help
We’ll never make most of what we have underneath

Monday, January 17, 2011

The Messages In Bottles

Sentenced to a life without your love

Every chair is an electric chair

Every drink is poison

Even tiptoes through space seem to be breaking sound barriers

Even in the tossing of everything into the flames the smoke drifts towards me

Sentenced to a life without your love

In creating a new life and looking at new sunlight

Like shadows you creep into my thoughts

Like putting my feelings of you in a bottle and sending them off to sea

You’ve been floating back to my shores with the same note inside

Today I wonder if you are the one sending it back

Telling me not to forget

Sentenced to a life without your love

Whether or not it is you sending it back

Memories I encounter still make me smile

And I hope they do for you too

About Woe

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Words are our outright melody and no one else is going to play the songs you feel but yourself. Let me be more esoteric....just kidding. You may ask when reading my poetry, why do I use metaphors so often? After thinking that through, I honestly don't know why. My guess would be that language, though freeing, can also be restrictive. Especially in terms of expressing ourselves in attempt to understand ourselves. I, personally, get stuck in gears sometimes and I like to expand and break through traditional understanding of the concept at hand. I like to read what I'm feeling in different forms, and see if the language can lossen up more.