/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.18619977]

Post songs with /lit/ lyrics. I'll start:
Row, row, row your boat

[Anonymous No.18619987]

Dans son regard absent et son iris absinthe
Tandis que Marilou s'amuse à faire des volutes de sèches au menthol
Entre deux bulles de comic strip
Tout en jouant avec le zip
De ses Levi's
Je lis le vice
Et je pense à Carol Lewis

Dans son regard absent et son iris absinthe
Tandis que Marilou s'évertue à faire des volutes de sèches au menthol
Entre deux bulles de comic strip
Tout en jouant avec son zip
À entrebâiller ses Levi's
« Dans son regard absent et son iris absinthe », dis-je
Je lis le vice de baby doll
Et je pense à Lewis Carroll

Dans son regard absent et son iris absinthe
Quand crachent les enceintes
De la sono lançant accords de quartes et de quintes
Tandis que Marilou s'esquinte
La santé ... s'éreinte
À s'envoyer en l'air

Lorsqu'en un songe absurde
Marilou se résorbe
Que son coma l'absorbe en pratiques obscures
Sa pupille est absente, et son iris absinthe
Sous ses gestes se teintent d'extases sous-jacentes
À son regard, le vice donne un côté salace
Un peu du bleu lavasse de sa paire de Levi's
Tandis qu'elle exhale un soupir au menthol
Un débile mental perdu en son exil physique et cérébral
Joue avec le métal de son zip et l'atoll de corail apparaît
Elle s'y coca colle un doigt qui en arrêt au bord de la corolle
Est pris près du calice
Du vertige d'Alice de Lewis Carroll

Lorsqu'en songes obscurs Marilou se résorbe
Que son coma l'absorbe en des rêves absurdes
Sa pupille s'absente, et son iris absinthe
Subrepticement se teinte de plaisirs en attente

Perdue dans son exil physique et cérébral
Un à un, elle exhale des soupirs fébriles parfumés au menthol
Ma débile mentale fait teinter le métal de son zip
Et narcisse, elle pousse le vice dans la nuit bleue lavasse de sa paire de Levi's
Arrivée au pubis
De son sexe corail écartant la corolle
Prise au bord du calice, de vertigo, Alice
S'enfonce jusqu'à l'os
Au pays des malices de Lewis Carroll

Pupilles absentes, iris absinthe, baby doll
Écoute ses idoles : Jimi Hendrix, Elvis
Presley, T-Rex, Alice Cooper, Lou Reed, Les Rolling Stones, elle en est folle
Là-dessus cette narcisse se plonge avec délice
Dans la nuit bleue pétrole de sa paire de Levi's
Elle arrive au pubis et très cool au menthol
Elle se self-contrôle son petit orifice
Enfin poussant le vice jusqu'au bord du calice
D'un doigt sex-symbol s'écartant la corolle
Sur fond de rock and roll s'égare mon Alice
Aux pays des malices de Lewis Carroll

[Anonymous No.18619990]

>>18619977
Tak–kyon
Tak– Tak–kyon, Takyon
Tak–kyon, Tak- Tak–
Triple six, five, forked tongue

[Anonymous No.18620018]

>>18619977
kek

[Anonymous No.18620035]

I've spent the last 6 months with my band in my parents garage composing a psychedelic rock adaptation of Blood Meridian.
We're nowhere near being done but its been pretty fun so far. It will likely be 2hrs long.

[Anonymous No.18620038]

>>18620035
Sounds fun

[Anonymous No.18620052]

>https://youtu.be/HWjCStB6k4o
The most /lit/ song I know

[Anonymous No.18620305]

>Bakerman by Laid Back
Baker man is baking bread
Baker man is baking bread
Sagabona kunjani wena
Sagabona kunjani wena
The night train is coming
Got to keep on running
The night train is coming
Got to keep on running
Baker man is baking bread
Baker man is baking bread
Sagabona kunjani wena
Sagabona kunjani wena
The night train is coming
The night train is coming
Baker man is baking bread
Sagabona kunjani wena
Baker man is baking bread
You've got to cool down, take it easy
You've got to cool down, relax, take it easy
Slow down (slow down), relax (relax)
It's too late to worry
Slow down (Slow down)
Take it easy
Take it easy
Take it easy

[Anonymous No.18620344]

>>18619977
I like this one
https://youtu.be/C4W49WMFfeo

[Anonymous No.18620771]

Close the windows, draw the blinds
I can't stand it if the sun shines
On Sunday
Hated Sunday

Disturbing pictures on the news
Distant wars but they won't touch you
On Sunday
Hated Sunday

Your mother calls, she's alright
Your sister calls, she's in hospital

Honouring politician dead
Car found parked on Beachy Head
On Sunday
Hated Sunday

Oh to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England an a Sunday-ay

Hated Sunday

Sunday night, time stands still
One last drag, it still feels like school
Tomorrow
Hated Sunday

Your mother calls, she's alright
Your brother calls, he wants money

Oh to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England an a Sunday

[Anonymous No.18620816]

>>18619977
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime
But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight
Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight

[Anonymous No.18620823]

>>18619977
>lyrics in music
Low IQ

[Anonymous No.18620824]

>>18619990
eyyy

[Anonymous No.18620857]

Gone now are the old times
Forgotten, time to hold on to the railing
The rubiks cube isn’t solving for us

Old friends long forgotten
The old way at the bottom of
The ocean
Now has swallowed
The only thing that’s left
Is us, so pardon
The silence that you’re hearing
Is turning into a deafening, painful, shameful roar

[Anonymous No.18620966]

>>1861997
Existential Crisis Hour

If you say I'm in control
and my actions serve to give my life a meaning,
does it have a meaning if I choose an action?
(No)

Are my goals necessary
or do they just serve as a way
to pass the time in an existence
that began outside of my control?
(No)

Does it matter? No

If I'm in my body
and you're in yours
with no way to swap,
How can we ever truly be together?
(Can't)

No matter how hard I press my face into yours
A space remains
so am I alone?
Yep
Nope
God no

If I can't choose to be born
and I'm meant to make my own rules
but I must die,
Is there a point?
No- Yes
If I can make up a point,
Is it valid?
Yes No
Can we all exist
with our set of purposes for living?
Yes
Is anyone wrong?
No, no
Is wrong even a factor?
No
Is any reality fixed?
No
Will I ever be able to see myself the way others see me?
No
Where does my personal bias limit me?
(everywhere)
Will you judge me for asking?
Yes, yeah
Should I care?
Nope, no
Is it you?
Is it me?
No
Yes

[Anonymous No.18620974]

Une prière lointaine que porte le vent du soir
Anime les feuilles dans leur danse alanguie.
C'est le chant des vieux arbres entonné pour toi,
Pour ces bois obscurs maintenant endormis.
Sans nous attendre tant de saisons ont passé;
Les feuilles dorées s'en allant mourir à terre
Renaîtront un jour sous un ciel radieux,
Mais notre monde érodé restera le même
Et demain toi et moi serons partis.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85c-P9hbmBg

[Anonymous No.18620985]

>>18619977
Where Did The Night Go - Col Scott Heron

Long ago the clock washed midnight away
Bringing the dawn
Oh God, I must be dreaming
Time togetup again
And timeto start up again
Pulling on mysocks [?]
Where did the night go?

Should have been asleep
When I was sitting there, drinking beer
And trying to start another letter to you
Don't know how many times I dreamed to write again last night

Should've been asleep
When I turned the stack of records over and over
So I wouldn't be up by myself
Where did the night go?

Should go to sleep now
And say "Hell yeah, f*ck a job and money"
Because I spend it all on unlined paper and can't get past
"Dear baby, how are you?"
Brush my teeth and shave

Look outside, sky is dark
Think it might rain
Where did...?
Where did...?
Where did...?

Where did the night go?
Oh God, I must be dreaming
Sky is dark, think it might rain
Sky is dark, oh God, I must be dreaming
Sky is dark, think it might rain
Sky is dark, oh God, I must be dreaming
Sky is dark, think it might rain
Sky is dark, oh God, I must be dreaming

Should've been asleep
When I turned the stack of records over and over
And over and over and over
And over and over and over
And over and over and over

Sky is dark, think it might rain
Sky is dark, oh God, I must be dreaming

Where did the night go

[Anonymous No.18620993]

>>18620985
*Gil Scott Heron

[Anonymous No.18621004]

>>18619977
here is my best track eveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer

O TWENTY TWENTY TWENTY 4 HOURS AGOOHOOO ._. I WANNA BE SIDAEEEET

I CAN't cOnTroL mY fINgErS, I cAn'T CONtrol My bRAIn

https://soundcloud.com/jean_baptista_mukka/ramones

[Anonymous No.18621011]

I see faces and traces of home back in New York City
So you think I'm a tough kid? Is that what you heard?
Well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood
The call me the trail blazer-Rael-electric razor
I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in pain
'Cos we're only as strong, as the weakesst link in the chain
Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen
I had to get it out of me, if you know what I mean, what I mean
You say I must be crazy, 'cos KI don't care who I hit, who I hit
But I know it's me that's hitting out and I'm not full of shit
I don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong
This is your mess I'm stuck in, I really don't belong
When I take out my bottle, filled up high with gasoline
You can tell by the night fires where Rael has been, has been
As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame, but me
Held my heart, deep in hair
Time to shave, shave it off, it off
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
Off we go.
You're sitting in your comfort you don't believe I'm real
You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel
Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash
But it was mine in the first place, so I'll burn it to ash
And I've tasted all the strongest meats
And laid them down in coloured sheets
Who needs illusion of love and affection
When you're out walking the streets with your mainline connection?
Connection.
As I cuddle the porcupine
He said I had none to blame, but me
Held my heart, deep in hair
Time to shave, shave it off, it off
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!

[Anonymous No.18621629]

I've found this verse from Bob Dylan to be very well done: great imagery and poetics.
>Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
>down the foggy ruins of time
>part past the frozen leaves, the haunted frightened trees
>out to the windy beach, far from the twisted reach of crazy sorry
>Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
>silhouetted by the sea
>circled by the circus sands
>with all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
>let me forget about today until tomorrow

[࿇ C Œ M G E N V S ࿇ !KNDY3cHnRY No.18621769]

PON

TUS MANOS OTRA VEZ

ENTRE LAS MÍAS,

VEN,

Y DIME QUE ME AMAS.


PON

TUS LABIOS COMO AYER,

JUNTO A MI OÍDO,

VEN,

Y DIME

QUE NO HAY NINGUNA ESTRELLA

CON

MÁS LUZ,

EN ESTA NOCHE BELLA,

QUE LA QUE ENCENDEREMOS JUNTOS.


PON

TUS MANOS OTRA VEZ

ENTRE LAS MÍAS,

VEN,

Y DIME QUE ME AMAS.


PON

TUS LABIOS COMO AYER,

JUNTO A MI OÍDO,

VEN,

Y DIME QUE ME AMAS.

[Anonymous No.18622085]

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped
My hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone
It's just escaping on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facing
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time
It's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

[Anonymous No.18622112]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DdaKDJcUuuk

[࿇ C Œ M G E N V S ࿇ !KNDY3cHnRY No.18622537]

ASEREJÉ JA DEJÉ

DE JEBE TU DE JEBERE

SEIBIUNOUVA MAJAVI AN

DE BUGUI AN DE GÜIDIDÍPI.

[Anonymous No.18622541]

Hey everybody, sorry for making such a steaming shitpile of a thread. I expected better from /lit/, but I guess I should've known better.

[Anonymous No.18622550]

>>18622537
kek

[Anonymous No.18622567]

>>18619977
yakety yak

[Anonymous No.18622590]

>>18619977
Thunder Road by Bruce Springsteen.

[Anonymous No.18624127]

>>18619977
page 11

[Anonymous No.18624169]

Astral Weeks by Van Morrison
Kommt ihr totcher, helft mir klagen by Bach and Matthew

[Anonymous No.18625877]

Neil Young - Piece of Crap

Tried to save the trees
Bought a platstic bag
The bottom fell out
It was a piece of crap

Saw it on the tube
Bought it on the phone
Now you're home alone
It's a piece of crap

I tried to plug in it
I tried to turn it on
When I got it home
It was a piece of crap

Got it from a friend
On him you can depend
I found out in the end
It was a piece of crap

I'm trying to save the trees
I saw it on TV
They cut the forest down
To build a piece of crap

I went back to the store
They gave me four more
The guy told me at the door
It's a piece of crap

[Anonymous No.18625898]

https://youtu.be/UikPQOaJpfU
This whole album

[Anonymous No.18626736]

Don't it feel good to drive a bus?
People need to get picked up
Pride your uniform and stunt
You do what my people would grunt
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tWpjJimRz1k

[Anonymous No.18626842]

I love classic Genesis lyrics. This one in particular borrows heavily from The Fire Sermon section in The Waste Land

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fb_QmXYeYU4

Home from work our Juliet
Clears her morning meal.
She dabs her skin with pretty smells
Concealing to appeal.
I will make my bed, She said, but turned to go.
Can she be late for her cinema show?

Romeo locks his basement flat,
And scurries up the stair.
With head held high and floral tie,
A weekend millionaire.
I will make my bed
With her tonight, he cries.
Can he fail armed with his chocolate surprise?

Take a little trip back with father Tiresias,
Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through.
I have crossed between the poles, for me there’s no mystery.
Once a man, like the sea I raged,
Once a woman, like the earth I gave.
There is in fact more earth than sea.

[Anonymous No.18627530]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TY0xyp3I6pI

>I ensamhetens skoningslösa hjärntvätt
>är han fången i fåtöljen utan ork.
>På himlen pågår höstens stora stjärntvätt,
>i vinden vajar stjärnorna på tork.

*

>På natten ser han bara femti meter
>från verandan där kaminen lyser röd.
>Därbortom verklighetens hemligheter,
>där pågår nu en kamp på liv och död.

>Han vet vad varje stjärnbild föreställer,
>den ena natten är den andra lik.
>Men han förstår inte vad kampen gäller
>och kämpar med en stigande panik.

[Anonymous No.18627577]

>>18625898
Based. John Martyn is amazing. O love his Easy Blues, check out:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrLCckWkZhs

[Anonymous No.18627668]

>>18619977

[Anonymous No.18627674]

>>18619977
Into the tick of it, into the tick of it, ugh

[Anonymous No.18627713]

See the cage, it called. I said, come on in
I will not open myself up this way again
Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand
I will not lay like this for days now upon end
You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand
To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hands
You see the cage it called. I said, come on in
I will not open myself this way again.
You see the moon is bright in that treetop night
I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light
I might fear I go and my heart is white
And we race right out on the desert plains all night
So honey I am now, some broken thing
I do not lay in the dark waiting for day here
Now my heart is gold, my feet are right
And I'm racing out on the desert plains all night
So some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
All that I know love as a caging thing
Just a killer come to call from some awful dream
And all you folks, you come to see
You just to stand there in the glass looking at me
But my heart is wild, and my bones are steel
And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free

[Anonymous No.18627720]

jim morrison

[Anonymous No.18628390]

Go your way
I'll take the long way 'round
Oh, I'll find my own way down
Oh, As I should

And hold your gaze
There's coke in the Midas touch
A joke in the way that we rust
And breathe again

And you'll find loss
And you'll fear what you found
When the weather comes, oh
Tearing down
There'll be oats in the water
There'll be birds on the ground
There'll be things you never asked her
Oh, how they tear at you now.

[Anonymous No.18628541]

>>18620305
Holy shit first time I see someone sharing this online. The song slaps

[Anonymous No.18628552]

As if you didn't know how it feels to lose
As if you didn't know how it feels to lose at dice with fate

At least have some dignity

As if it wasn't a lifetime spent on connecting the dots
There was no pattern
As if the irony was more than a defense mechanism
And we could actually laugh for a change
As if steel hooks in our backs were more than a nuisance
And we could actually feel something

Self crucified - missed the right tree
Tore the wrong eye out
The hissing of hellfire
Self crucified - missed the right tree
For this I've gained a victory
I burn as I ought to

As if everything was to be made right one day
Dreams don't come true for people like us
As if the gods were bored with peace in our hearts
And their fingers are itchy
As if we never broke people out of sheer boredom
And slept calmly among the wastes
And then, we see bright and clear

As if we would be someone else
While mindlessly wandering through the mountains
As if we would be someone better
Spelling purgatory in Latin alphabet

Self crucified - missed the right tree
Tore the wrong eye out
The hissing of hellfire
Self crucified - missed the right tree
For this I've gained a victory
I burn as I ought to

As if all this was something more
Than another footnote on a postcard from nowhere
Another chapter in the handbook for exercises in futility...

[Anonymous No.18629236]

This song has the most /lit/ lyrics:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBkTkxKDduc

[Anomalous No.18629630]

>>18627713
always loved this part.

[Anomalous No.18629635]

Daniel Johnston. Either
https://youtu.be/_-Ogqiey058
or
https://youtu.be/Ykuoc85Qdh4

[Anonymous No.18629696]

>>18619977
https://youtu.be/9eIO0k_Jgqk
>>18619987
best post thus far

[Anonymous No.18629707]

>>18620857
my favourite song of last year but the rubix cube line always makes me cringe

[Anonymous No.18629712]

>>18620035
Will you show it to us when its finished anon?

[Anonymous No.18629717]

>if he cant break bread he fake, i had one more buck on my plate it was me and bro, we was in the store and both of us got 50 cent cakes

[Anonymous No.18629798]

‘Ramble On’
“T'was in the darkest depths of Mordor, I met a girl so fair; But Gollum, and the evil one crept up and slipped away with her, her, her....yeah.”

https://youtu.be/ZE6eJiWA_no

'Stairway to Heaven'

https://youtu.be/qHFxncb1gRY

[Anonymous No.18629856]

>>18619977
We shoot the sick, the young, the lame,
We do our best to maim,
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Goods in the open, making hay,
But I can hear the gunships say,
"There'll be no Chieu Hoi today, "
Napalm sticks to kids.
See those farmers over there,
Watch me get them with a pair,
Blood and guts just everywhere,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've only seen it happen twice,
But both times it was mighty nice,
Shooting peasants planting rice,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Napalm, son, is lots of fun,
Dropped in a bomb or shot from a gun,
It gets the gooks when on the run,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Drop some napalm on a farm,
It won't do them any harm,
Just burn off their legs and arms,
Napalm sticks to kids.
CIA with guns for hire,
Montagnards around a fire,
Napalm makes the fire go higher,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've been told it's not so neat,
To catch gooks burning in the street,
But burning flesh, it smells to sweet,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Children sucking on a mother's tit,
Wounded gooks down in a pit,
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Bombadiers don't care a bit,
Just as long as the pieces fit,
When you stuff the bodies in a pit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Eighteen kids in a No Fire Zone,
Rooks under arms and going home,
Last in line goes home alone,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Chuck in a sampan, sitting in the stern,
They don't think their boats will burn,
Those damn gooks will never learn,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Cobras flying in the sun,
Killing gooks is lots of fun,
Get one pregnant and it's two for one,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Shoot civilians where they sit,
Take some pictures as you split,
All your life you'll remember it,
Napalm sticks to kids.
NVA are all hard core,
Flechettes never are a bore,
Throw those PSYOPS out the door,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Gather kids as you fly over town,
By throwing candy on the ground,
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,
Napalm sticks to kids

[Anonymous No.18629865]

>>18620038
Yes. Its pretty fucking epic so far. We bought an old ass organ and a bunch of reverb pedals for the guitars

[Anonymous No.18629934]

Hell yeah I see you
Motherfucker now
I don't wanna be you

[Anonymous No.18631039]

>>18619977
All demons ride high upon the bewitching nightsky
they are only disturbed by a newborn childs painful cry
Son of the great dragon come forth to rule
In all your glory, no man, no beast will be as cruel.
All the angels and the puny men of god looked away
frightened to death by th evil that was born on that day.
Dracul come forth and see your son's soul is powerful
Triumphantly holding his son, nothing could be as delightful.

In our order you are now for the sake of our greatness
You must murder the muslim turks in thousands no less
Let them feel our neverending wrath and our steel
we are men of god so let them know it for real.
It's our mission to seek our enemies and kill them one by one
They must be destroyed in time be sure to teach your newborn son.
We must bath in the blood of the vermins called turks to win
The muslims are to be executed for they live in great sin.

Sultan Murad of the turks are getting more powerful each day
Dracul will not be one of them thats for his mercy will pray
He must turn his back on his previous allies and conspirate with the turks
Beware you all of the evil blood that in Dracul hurks
The holy roman emperor will get angered with this
But Dracul must protect himself, it's a right of his
So feel the greedy claws of death you weak men of god
Treacherous thoughts was the father of the berserker prince Vlad.

Seven years age is he and already in bloody war
His eyes does not turn away from all that death and gore
Father Dracul and brother Mircea is riding by his side
Proud he is of his warrior father no matter he died.
Together with the turks they ravaged through the land
dragon and beast, devils and demons fighting hand in hand.
Transilvania you great home of ours you they will crush
There is no god to help us.

[Anonymous No.18631231]

>>18619990

[Anonymous No.18631254]

>>18620857
>The rubiks cube isn’t solving for us
Not too sure about that one chief

[Anonymous No.18631295]

In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold.
Down here it's made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away.

Into the mercy seat I climb
My head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
So I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiz94ZO33B0))

It was midnight when I arrived home
Said to the police on the telephone
Someone's taken four innocent lives
They never caught the man
He's still on the loose
It seems he has done many, many more
Quotes John Milton on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are investigating at tremendous cost
In my house he wrote "his red right hand"
That, I'm told is from Paradise Lost
The wind round here gets wicked cold
But my story is nearly told
I fear the morning will bring quite a frost
So I've left my home
I drift from land to land
I am upon your step and you are a family man
Outside the vultures wheel
The wolves howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this small favor, friend
Would be the sum of earthly bliss
Do you reckon me a friend?
The sun to me is dark
And silent as the moon
Do you, sir, have a room?
Are you beckoning me in?

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0OX_ukr7Fw))

[Anonymous No.18631473]

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul

Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free

They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue

Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free

They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night

You took your life, as lovers often do
But I could've told you Vincent
This world was never meant for
One as beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frame-less heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget

Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free

They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

[Anonymous No.18631514]

>>18619977
Je pense à toi, mon amour, ma bien aimée
Ne m'abandonnes pas, mon amour, ma chérie
(x3)

Quand je suis dans mon lit
Je ne rêve qu'a toi
Et quand je me réveille
Je ne pense qu'a toi
(x2)

Je pense à toi, mon amour, ma bien aimée
Ne m'abandonnes pas, mon amour, ma chérie
(x3)

Si je ne te vois pas, je ne peux rien dire
Je ne peux rien faire, je ne peux rien voir
Je ne veux rien savoir, mon amour, ma chérie
(x2)

Je pense à toi, mon amour, ma bien aimée
Ne m'abandonnes pas, mon amour, ma chérie
(x3)

Certains t'ont promis la Terre
D'autres promettent le Ciel
Y'en a qui t'ont promis la Lune
Et moi je n'ai rien que ma pauvre guitare
(x2)

Je pense à toi, mon amour, ma bien aimée
Ne m'abandonnes pas, mon amour, ma chérie
(x3)

la fin

[Anonymous No.18631555]

>>18619977
Yeah, type 3, yo.
-------------------------

Started at the foam as a quantum burst
On a journey from the planck through the omniverse
The shortest distance you can travel at the speed of light
Watch me take the same path as the neutrino's flight

Shot forward, zooming past the top quark
Where the space-time and energy roads do not fork
I've been slept on since the electron
West born, home of the place they'll leave your chest warm

Photonic crystals are my playthings
Rap at this scale spoken at gamma ray wavelengths
Blaze beats, on my way to H3
Unstable combustible isotopes at great heat

Fluid like a mickey mouse molecule
Breaking down all atomic rules on the follow through
I traverse the alpha helix
On the way to complex chemistry you're bound to see it

Deoxyribonucleic secrets in the deep end
As I keep the beat and sow the seeds of reason
The only heathen that can bring you cell replication
Shoot questions dead through the barrel of investigation
Separation, 2 strands
duce RNA into the sequence, then you'll get a new hand
Puffin cheeba with amoeba
Debating which came first, consciousness or the creature with tapeworms

Cannabis tea poured from Russell's teapot
To toast, to every person to ever win an EGOT
Pack a stadium, the size of a coliseum
Skyscrapers, high risers, tetrahedrons
Give me a beat and an ounce of leaf
And I'll show you things from the crease of the mountain peaks
Stay artful as I chop countries to state parcells
Leave the planet completely, become a space marshall

On the red planes exploring the mars dunes
Scrutinize asteroid debris, and small moons

Who you talkin' to? I spit the cold fission
Visit every world near then leave the solar system

Only one of many
All the space in between here and there is cold and much of it is empty
Still come across a nebula or two
A couple of parsecs and we've only gone a few

The void we launch into, from Orion's arm
Starships, galaxy class we're flying on
Galactic following barely known in the local group
Training all alone near large voids evoking truth

Take it in, let it sober you

As we go out to get a better seat of the overview

An ocean of space engulfing you
With so many superclusters they're singular in multitude

Every single one from Leo to Pavo-Indus
I've traveled it all from Columba to Ophiucus
I break jaws with the great wall
Of galaxies and filaments that would face all

One existence of distances that you might fear
From end to end that's over a billion light years
In a sea of universes it's a bubble in

And this is from a human's perch at the hubble length

At scales like this I find it troubling
How can I describe one branch, when there are other limbs
Fleeing singularities while they're doubling
Coming out to face a multiverse right in front of him

Nowhere to hide, the vast smothers him
A Graham's number of gigaparsecs to the upper rim
Hyper realms absent temporal cause
Every unique cosmic set with different physical laws

1/2

[Anonymous No.18631582]

>>18631555
Plus every species capable of computation
Probably has supercomputer run simulations
With a population trying to explain it
With its own Dr. Gates, and its own language

Dirty windshields hinder our comprehension
While tracking down great attractors, aiming for ascension

From here, the multiverses look like sheets of paper
In a library of books near the speed of lasers

Xeno structures that are even greater
Built from every fundamental thing you'd see in nature

At a hyper glance you wouldn't even notice
The beauty of the balance damn they should have sent a poet

The omni, the top of the hierarchy

Where all modes are in play, even the un probably

Cyclical birth, life, and death
Of whole entire cosmos where your old life's a speck
Of probability, swallowed by infinity
Existing longer than all cosmological history

(Swallowed by infinity, existing longer than all cosmological history) *until fade*

2/2

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsrvJCytZp8

[Anonymous No.18631584]

>>18631295
>nickcave.jpeg
I sawed what youse did thare.