Bodies disengage, our mouths are fleshing over
As hiss and echo gain, irises retreat into ovals of white
The urge to feel your face, in blood, rushing to paint my hand print
And Frisbee one by one, your vinyl on laminate
I’m desperate for some kind of contact.
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
Got to catch, to catch, to catch, catch, catch the…
First train home
Temporal dead zone where clocks are barely breathing
Yet no one cares to notice for all their yamming on,
I calm up to hold it together
I want to Play-Do waveforms in the hideaway
I want to get on with getting on with things
I can’t do any of that here can I?
So what, you’ve had one too many
So what, I’m not that much fun to be with
So what, you’ve got a silly hat on.
So what, I didn’t want to come here anyway
What matters to you, it doesn’t matter, matter to me
What matters to me, doesn’t matter, matter to you
What matters to you, doesn’t matter, matter to them
What matters to them, it doesn’t change anything.
@Wild Child: a little snippet is missing above. Here it is-
@Wild Child: a little snippet is missing above. Here it is-
I want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone, but can’t do any of that here, can I?
I want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone, but can’t do any of that here, can I?
I love Imogen so much. I’ve listened to her so long and read everything, watched every performance & interview….and something about her lyrics is so quirky and personal, I feel like I know her. I know I don’t really, but she just seems very accessible and oddly familiar. Maybe because I’ve met quite a few...
I love Imogen so much. I’ve listened to her so long and read everything, watched every performance & interview….and something about her lyrics is so quirky and personal, I feel like I know her. I know I don’t really, but she just seems very accessible and oddly familiar. Maybe because I’ve met quite a few brainy, quirky, artistic women who remind me of her and her of them……go ahead and laugh, but I gave my youngest daughter “Imogen” as a middle name (wasn’t gonna curse her for life with my weirdo choice for a first name). Partly in honor of my favorite female musician, and partly because I’m British in descent and I just liked the name.
From her official site:
Got to get on it
Bodies disengage, our mouths are fleshing over As hiss and echo gain, irises retreat into ovals of white The urge to feel your face, in blood, rushing to paint my hand print And Frisbee one by one, your vinyl on laminate I’m desperate for some kind of contact. First train home, I’ve got to get on it Got to catch, to catch, to catch, catch, catch the… First train home
Temporal dead zone where clocks are barely breathing Yet no one cares to notice for all their yamming on, I calm up to hold it together I want to Play-Do waveforms in the hideaway I want to get on with getting on with things I can’t do any of that here can I?
So what, you’ve had one too many So what, I’m not that much fun to be with So what, you’ve got a silly hat on. So what, I didn’t want to come here anyway
What matters to you, it doesn’t matter, matter to me What matters to me, doesn’t matter, matter to you What matters to you, doesn’t matter, matter to them What matters to them, it doesn’t change anything.
Got to get out now
@Wild Child: a little snippet is missing above. Here it is-
@Wild Child: a little snippet is missing above. Here it is-
I want to get on with getting on with things I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone, but can’t do any of that here, can I?
I want to get on with getting on with things I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone, but can’t do any of that here, can I?
I love Imogen so much. I’ve listened to her so long and read everything, watched every performance & interview….and something about her lyrics is so quirky and personal, I feel like I know her. I know I don’t really, but she just seems very accessible and oddly familiar. Maybe because I’ve met quite a few...
I love Imogen so much. I’ve listened to her so long and read everything, watched every performance & interview….and something about her lyrics is so quirky and personal, I feel like I know her. I know I don’t really, but she just seems very accessible and oddly familiar. Maybe because I’ve met quite a few brainy, quirky, artistic women who remind me of her and her of them……go ahead and laugh, but I gave my youngest daughter “Imogen” as a middle name (wasn’t gonna curse her for life with my weirdo choice for a first name). Partly in honor of my favorite female musician, and partly because I’m British in descent and I just liked the name.
Music for life!!!