Monday 9 May 2011

So will you look for me in that strange, bright place where the statues bloom in the park?

Bright Eyes - Motion Sickness



There is nothing for which I am responsible
Just this baggage that I keep carrying on as if I had someone

Ok, maybe there is a woman somewhere

Who's still thinking of me
Or a girl with coal black hair
Who's haunted in her dreams
But what they've seen, well, it wasn't me
It was just some lie that they slept beside
I kept this from them but I can't keep this from you

So will you look for me in that strange, bright place

Where the statues bloom in the park?
They don't need no rain

Because how I ever got to you, I have no idea

It's like some secret door, well, it just appeared
So, no matter what I do from now on with my time
You will always stay here in my mind
I am certain of this and I am not certain of anything

So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down

So that these winds of circumstance won't keep blowing me around
To when I land to when I leave there is enough time to sleep and sing
I keep running when all I want is to lay motionless

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