Wednesday, January 23, 2013

The Noise


A murky tributary with prolific silt claws my eyes, fills my mouth, my ears.. choked and cloaked I am deaf, blind, and disquieted.  Sweet clear stream I miss thee, with your easy simplicity.  Silence, my beloved, wash through my mind and sift this cloying mud. 

Austra - The Noise

I can't sleep at night
The noise, the noise.
My eyes they open wider
The noise, the noise.
I came to relate
The noise, the noise.
Help me compensate for
The noise, the noise.

But I wouldn't do anything.
The thundering that throws me away.
I wouldn't do anything.

I won't go to church
The noise, the noise.
The preacher wouldn't care for
The noise, the noise.
I don't know what's real from
The noise, the noise.
I can't hear a thing for
The noise, the noise.
The noise.
The noise.
The noise.

I wouldn't do anything.
The thundering that throws me away.
I wouldn't do anything.
There's something that keeps me away.
I wouldn't do anything.
Something that begs me to stay.
I wouldn't do anything.
Something that throws me away. 

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