The Cribs

The Cribs - Be Safe lyrics

rate me

One of those fucking awful black days

When nothing is pleasing and everything that happens

is an excuse for anger

An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour

These are the days when I hate the world

Hate the rich, hate the happy, hate the complacent, the TV watchers,

beer drinkers, the satisfied ones

Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things

And then I hate myself for realizing that

There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living.

We each know our own fate

We know from our youth how to be treated,

how we'll be received, how we shall end

These things don't change

You can change your clothes,

change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents

But sooner or later your own self will always catch up.

Always it waits in the wings

Ideas swirl but don't stick.

They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield

One of those rainy day car rides my head implodes,

the atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull

Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold

Walls of grey

Nothing good on the radio

Not a thought in my head

Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow

Frame by frame

With two minutes that take ten years to live *out*

Yeah, lets do that.

Telephone poles like praying mantis against the sky

Metal arms outstretched

So much land traveled so little sense made of it

It doesn't mean a thing all this land laid out behind us

I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while

I'm disgusted with petty concerns; parking tickets, breakfast specials

Does someone just have to carry this weight?

Abstract typography, methane covenant, linear gospel,

Nashville sales lady,stygian emissary ,torturous lice, mad Elizabeth

Chemotherapy bullshit

The light within you shines like a diamond mine

Like an unarmed walrus

Like a dead man face down on the highway

Like a snake eating its own tail, steam turbine, frog pond,

two full closets burst open in disarray

Soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible,

shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing,

bleached white buildings, memories, movements

The movie unpeeling, unreeling, about to begin

I've seen your hallway, you're a darn call away

I've hear your stairs creak

I can fix my mind on your yes, and on your no

I'll film your face today in the sparkling canals

All red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection

Racing thoughts, racing thoughts

All too real, you're moving so fast now I cant hold your image

This image I have of your face by the window,

me standing beside you arm on your shoulder

A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses then gone again

*I’m tethered to this post you’ve sunk in me and*

Every clear afternoon now I'll think of you up in the air twisting your heel,

Your knees up around me, my face in your hair

You scream so well, your smile so loud it still rings in my ears

Inhibition

Distant, tired of longing

Clean my teeth

Stay the course.

Hold the wheel

Steer on to freedom

Open all the boxes

Open all the boxes

Open all the boxes

Open all the boxes

Times Square midday

Newspaper buildings, news headlines going around

You watch as they go, *and hope for some good ones*

Those tree shadows in the park they're all whispering chasing leaves

Around six pm, shadows across the cobblestones

Girl in front of bathroom mirror as

she slowly and carefully and paints her face green *mask like Matisse ‘Portrait with Green Stripe’*

Long shot through apartment window, a monologue on top but no girl in shot

The light within me shines like a diamond mine

like an unarmed walrus

like a dead man face down on the highway

Like a snake eating its own tail

A steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray,

soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list,

blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing,

bleached white buildings, *memory*, movements

The movie unreeling, about to begin

That was great

Yeah? Mine were alright. Weren't my best one but who cares?

That's the spirit...

Thanks to sineadhegarty_119 for these lyrics

Thanks to The man who isn't called Kenneth for these lyrics

Thanks to Alex G for these lyrics

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Anonymous
Thursday 5th of April 2012 23:08
Amazing!