Τετάρτη, 1 Ιουνίου 2011

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EMA - PAST LIFE MARTYRED SAINTS







   EMA - The Grey Ship



When you see that ship it
Is the ship you can see
When the grey ship calls
It is a callin for me
I thought it would come
I thought it would come from
Further North than that

Blue sky is silver blue sky is grey
When the grey ship calls I am leaving today
I thought it would come

When you see that ship it
Is the ship you can see
When the grey ship calls
It is a callin for me
I thought it would come
I thought it would come from
Further North than that

(I hear a choir, I hear a symphony)

My mother with soft hands
My sister with none left
My best friend from long time
My mouth full of glass

The strangers with wet hair
My old aunt a spinster
I feel all them calming
I've run out of air

I hear all them calling
The pearly gates
We've come all gone together
We've all gone to sleep

I hear a choir, I hear a symphony
Great grandmother lived on the prairie
Nothin and nothin and nothin and nothin
I got the same feelin inside of me 
   EMA - California


F*ck California, you made me boring
I've bled all my blood out
But these red pants they don't show that
My old friends though they know that
But when I sold them I sold that
I'm sorry Gracie Grewie Golden...

I'm sorry Steven and Andrew that I ever left you
You never seen the ocean, you never been on a plane
Schizophrenic rules the brain
And it's coming to take you away
You're still my favorite past life martyred saint
Give me the places, I'll give you the names
Wasted away alone on the planes
What's it like to be small time and gay?
F*ck it baby, I know you'll never change

So hold me down
But I got in
Quick hit to the face
Soft blow to the mouth
On Christmas morning

You're bleeding from the fingertips
You rubbed me raw, you rubbed me wrong
And I hear you and I think of you
Oh California

Now you've corrupted us all with your sexuality
Tried to tell me love was free
Tried to tell me love was free
I said them? Maybe you you you you you and me

Oh love in the time of scandal
Love in the form of tragedy
Love so much, so real, so f*cked
It's 51-50

But I'm just 22,
I'm just 22,
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
I don't mind

What does failure taste like?
To me it tastes like dirt
I'm begging you please to look away

I bet my money on the Bob Tail Man
Somebody bet on the bet

I saw Joseph carrying the gun
I saw Mary carrying the gun
The gun, the gun, the gun
The gun, carrying the gun
I saw Grandpa carrying the gun
I saw Grandma carrying the gun
The gun, the gun, the gun
The gun, carrying the gun
I used to carry the gun
I used to carry the gun
The gun, the gun, the gun
The gun, carrying the gun
   EMA - Breakfast


(I can't stop I won't stop I can't
stop I won't stop I can't stop)
Mama's in the bedroom
Don't you stop
Little picture and a
piece of cloth
You can be there when it
comes right off
Big fat breakfast
Big fat bluebird
You feel just like
A breeze to me 
   EMA - Red Star


A boy, beautiful beautiful
Eyes of green

Mouth like the sun
Eyes of green

Mouth burned my tongue
Like a red star
Like a red star
But his eyes were green

Got a strange fascination
I been holdin on the one
For the straight revelation
I been holdin on too long

But I'm sick of waiting
Round this birdhouse
For enough flesh wounds to
Make a kill

I know nothing lasts forever
And if you won't love me
Someone will

Like a red star
Like a bruised scar

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