Showing posts with label quote: Nick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quote: Nick. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

"You gotta' do the most rustic thing you can, apparently. Trolling the cops is rustic." May 29, 2013

Song #148: My Mirror Speaks- Death Cab For Cutie
From the EP The Open Door, released March 31, 2009
"With every sun that sets I am feeling more/ like a stranger on a foreign shore/ with an eroding beach/ disappearing from underneath/ and when my mirror speaks/ it never minces words/ because these eyes don't shine half as bright/ as the they used to and they haven't for quite a while/ because I'm a man who hides from all that binds in a mess of fading lines/ and there's a tangled thread inside my head/ with nothing on either end/ I always fall in love with an open door/ with a horizon on an endless sea/ as I look around the ones who were standing right in front of me/ and my mirror speaks with irreverence/ like a soldier I can't command/ it sees a child in the body of a full-grown man...
/A new position for a different view/ and nothing changes but the slightest hues"

Sunday, May 12, 2013

"Damn Michael, you nuts now." May 12, 2013

Song #131: Almost There- Pedro the Lion
From the EP Whole, released April 8, 1997
"I'm almost there/ it's on the tip of my tongue/ and it never goes away/ it never comes to stay/ the chances are slight/ that I won't shoot up tonight/ but the sensation that's waiting beneath/ is a kick in the teeth"

Thursday, May 9, 2013

"Minimal style- that's my swag" May 9, 2013

Song #128: Nothing- Pedro The Lion
From the EP Whole, released April 8, 1997
"The problem with rules is/ they alienate the criminals/ when whose to say/ if what you did was wrong that day/ if you'd open your mind up/ you'd see that there is nothing that's always wrong/ no matter what you say/ it's just not true that there's only one way"

Monday, April 29, 2013

"You have my divine protection, Michael. It's okay the demons no get you." April 29, 2013

From the album Stadium Arcadium, released May 5, 2006
"Waking up dead inside of my head would never never do there is no med/ no medicine to take/ I've had a chance to be insane/ asylum from the falling rain/ I've had a chance to break...
/Everyone has so much to say they talk talk talk their lives away/ don't even hesitate/ walking on down to the burial ground it's a very old dance with a merry old sound/ looks like it's on today"

Sunday, February 10, 2013

"You're just running around your house... like 'Be quiet Nick, I'm putting you under the couch.'" February 10, 2013

From the album The Photo Album, released October 15, 2003
"I intentionally wrote it out to be an illegible mess/ you wanted me to write you letters but I'd rather lose your address/ and forget that we'd ever met/ and what did or did not occur/ sitting in the station it's all a blur/ of dance hall hips/ pretentious quips/ a boxer's bob and weave"