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I Love the Inevitability of Death - Ciaran Lavery & Soft Sports
And every failure I couldn’t accept
From each & every time that I cried
To the memory of the disappointment that keeps me awake at night
Killer - Ciaran Lavery & Soft Sports
I bludgeon on my friends and then go get some rest
In my head I’m living out a thriller
When really it’s a PG rated at best
Out of space, out of time
Looking for the side
Out of sight, out of mind
Sculpting the Exodus - Circuit Des Yeux
Or are my ears betraying
What we had yesterday?
And everyone is racing
Got close to some epiphany
I’ll convince a friend to join deep ends
Have your toes touch the lack of cement
Designed against my own beliefs
They’re toying with me and tapping their feet
The work’s laid out, cut out to the seams
With courtesy to little pet peeves
Napkins on laps, the strands pulled back
I hang the scarf and my mom’s anorak
And I kept my faith for long enough
And I hope I’m old and fairly sober
If I’m let down
Or anywhere at all, I’m distant just enough to never fall behind
Picturing the saddest scene of wearing bedsheets
And two pats on the back, «It just takes time»
There’s room for us
There’s room for anything
The usual urge I’d see clear
One for the ride and one for the magazines?
She’s only twenty-two
A flash to the upbringing
And I’ll force you to feel the weight I’m standing on
But the perfect harmony is lost
As I watch you fall awake and ask, «What’s wrong?
I pushed you so far down and I let you sink through the drain
There’s a claw on my shoulder
And she’s saying the obvious
Those that conquer me
Started the second pack
Before the first ones finishing
And Waverly in a daze
Where I saw my brother speak for the first time since he graduated in the Spring
Got a cold piece of information to bring to you
Calibrated evenings in single file
You remember Alan the golden mile
Oh the golden mile
No scruples, with no scruples
All into the void
All into the void
And we’ll drink here
Consequences might be some stress
My body is out of control
When I cry
Love so sick
Every time I say goodbye
I’m overstimulated, check my pockets constantly
My expectations have expanded uncontrollably
But you are the one that puts my feet down in reality
I Can't Walk Away - Cold War Kids
Even still I don’t belong
I never had it easy
Maybe that’s what made me strong
We were losing our religion
But hoping for a Pentecost
Happiness, oh, how would you define?
Times Have Changed - Cold War Kids
The morning has come
I got to get dressed
Can’t forget where I’m from
I can’t watch a depressing movie
When this world is too cruel to me
I just wanna scream
Wasted All Night - Cold War Kids
Studying humans
It’s the same old story
Of how Rome became ruins
Afraid to speak my mind from judgement
So let’s shake it up this time, be honest
I’m not ashamed of what I love in the darkness
He Loves Me - Brittany Howard & Common
I don’t go to church anymore
I know he still loves me
I know he still loves me when
Rhythm Kitchen - D Smoke & Rare Americans
Hints of burning weed, shimmer in the people’s eyes
Looked over to the kitchen, preparation of a feast
Pretty lady with a meat cleaver, had a chicken by the feet
Whipping flame
We will put up our red flags
And cry
Darkness To Light - Damon Albarn
Crushed satellites dance in silent conga
I can’t wait any longer
Can you get me to A&E soon, please?
And black sands return
I would drift away from land
As the sky begins its burn
If you get blown off course
In filling in the parts of your life that have disappeared
Medicating
Royal Morning Blue - Damon Albarn
You put on your robes and disappear
Into new realities
Thought and memory
I have tried, I’ve tried to swim away
Out to the buoy
Ebony rose
The Nearer The Fountain, More Pure The Stream Flows - Damon Albarn
Leaves no returning
It’s fruitless for me to mourn you
But, who can help mourning
The Tower Of Montevideo - Damon Albarn
Some of them are empty since I left you
Standing in silhouette by the long window
Drinking coffee and scrutinized by a black cat
Get My Bearings - Damon Albarn & Dave Okumu & Joan As Police Woman & Tony Allen
With the rest of your day?
With the rest of your life?
You don’t know the sun will rise tomorrow
Овечьим стадом ты с горы сбегаешь
И розовыми, белыми камнями
В сухом прозрачном воздухе сверкаешь
Через строчку я тебя убивал.
Я мечтал о тебе прошлой ночью,
Следующей я о тебе забывал.
Маяк с морского дна - Дария Гагарин
Ты и грозное море.
Глубже дыши,
Тони в синем взоре.
Серебристый смех звезд - Дария Гагарин
Я не слышу мир
Я пою песни весне
И заре
И снегом занесло мой дом.
И дом - не дом, а только всё лишь «вроде», -
Не мой приют с игрушечным окном.
В погоне за ветром - Дария Гагарин
Брал голыми руками горячие угли,
Без брони бился на мечах,
Лишь только взойдет ясное светило.
Exile on Myrtle Beach - Darrin Bradbury
Down on Myrtle Beach, the sun to my back
I got caught stealing hubcaps off a Pontiac
Yeah and here I am
Обязательно стану котом,
Протон, электрон, атом
Перестроятся вдруг экспромтом
Here's To Moving On - Dashboard Confessional
To remind me of you all the time
A picture a hair band a song
Or this cork from this bottle of wine
You’re alone
And you believe
It’s all you want
Cuz I’ll say
We never should go
I’m stuck in this place
Glanced over stirred
Imagined you laughing
Muddied feet dancing
In a spring without desire
Harvesting brightness despite
Drawn to the heat, not the light