Thursday, October 15, 2009

Read and then listen/listen and the read

Read these lyrics and then listen to the song
or
Listen to the song and read the lyrics
or
do it at the same time

Whichever way you do it, DO IT!!!

Our Life Is Not A Movie Or Maybe
by Okkervil River

It's just a bad movie, where there's no crying
handing the key to me, in this Red Lion,
where the lock that you locked in the suite says there's no prying.
When the breath that you breathed in the street screams there's no science.
When you look how you looked then to me, then I cease lying and fall into silence.

It's just a life story, where there's no climax.
No more new territory, so pull away the imax.
In the slot that you sliced through the scene there was no shyness.
In the plot that you passed through your teeth, there was no pity.
No fade in: film begins on a kid in the big city.
And no cut to a costly parade (that's for him only!)
No dissolve to a silver of grey (that's his new lady!)
Where she glows just like grain on the flickering pane of some great movie.

It's just a house burning, but it's not haunted.
It was your heart hurting, but not for too long, kid.
In the socket you spin from with ease there is no sticking.
From the speakers your fake masterpiece is serenly dribbling.
When the air around your chair fills with heat, that's the flames licking.
Beneath the clock on the clean mantelpiece. It's got a calm clicking.
Like a pro at his editing suite takes two weeks stitching up some bad movie.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ROlCPlnCIfo


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