Laminated Cat


Springtime comes and the leaves are back on the trees again
Snipers are harder to see my friends
Weeding out the weekends

Summer comes and gravity undoes you
You're happy because of the lovely way the sunshine bends
Hiding from your close friends
Weeding out the weekends

Candy left over from Halloween
A unified theory of everything
Love left over from lovers leaving
Books, they all know they're not worth reading
It's not for the season

When autumn comes you sit in your chair and you stare
At the TV square
Hiding in the deep end
Weeding out the weekends

Winter comes and the days all start late
There's motion on the boughs where the dark shapes prowl
Feeling out the feelings
Feeling out the feeling

Candy left over from Halloween
A unified theory of everything
Love left over from lovers leaving
Books, they all know they're not worth reading
They're not worth reading





 

Elegant Transaction


Be careful when you take a call for someone else
( ? ... to begin)
And get embroiled in someone else's life
(You don't know where that phone's been)

And don't strike a conversation with a cigarette
Like an old flame
Burned up
And out of breath

A slip of the tongue is all it takes
(It seems you need a helping hand)
To find yourself in someone else's place
(Back in the saddle again)

And don't pretend you don't know where it's headed for

A connection all the same

Exchange small talk about the good old days
(It seems they've done better than you)
Your stories match despite the different names
(I guess that all you heard was true)

And don't go along unless you've lost your way

A connection all the same
Like you're in love's cold sleigh








You Were Wrong


[?] hearts
And disco spurs

Translate me
Half-light for trains

While the floor
Operates my legs
And my eyes
And finger finger the rain

You were wrong
When you leave
You're not gone
Inside me

You were wrong
You're not gone
You were wrong

Trees are turning on balanced love
"Don't advertise," I interrupt

You were wrong
To believe
In me
When you leave
You're not gone
Inside me
You were wrong

Let your helmet
Warm your skull
Gather cracks
For gathering moss

You were wrong
To believe
In me
When you leave
You're not gone
Inside me
You were wrong






Chinese Apple


If I sleep too much
A good Chinese apple
Shine to the touch
My sweet-feeling capital
It's hard to change
Something supernatural

Unlock my body and move myself at last
In the warm liquid, flowing glowing glass
Classical music, blasting masks are ringing in my ears

am i waiting for the only recovery of simple paths between the branches
flowering chance fence-slats rattling
fingers pushing through slowly brushing past a fast glimpse of you

If I sleep too much
A good Chinese apple
Shine to the touch
My sweet-feeling capital
It's hard to change
Something supernatural
 


 

 

found on:
Loose Fur

words: Jeff Tweedy/Jim O'Rourke

last performed: recently
 
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