flakebelly // lo fidelity

Messages to friends. Internal and exterior. Sometimes makes my toes tap

if you need a friend I'll lend a sympathetic ear

you'll see - I know you there

your clock's as stopped as my cares

hear what I say

look on the brightside and think it over

look on the brightside and think it over

before you're done running around here

you're in a clarity of confusion 

a friction between introspection and display

where a cold hand will dictate an unwieldy fate

that's why I say

look on the brightside and think it over

look on the brightside and think it over

before you're done running around here

waking up in the sun, hoping the day has come

war's over for one dead soldier

at the end of a tether - hope 

dangled on a dancing rope

pored over, over and over

tearing the labels off

look on the brightside and think it over

look on the brightside and think it over

before you're done running around here

the steeple in the wind bends a sympathetic ear

and says, "I know you there"

"my clock's as stopped as your cares"

and it's all because you said

A mid-life crisis. A headache. The state of the union

when i was young, would've papered over 

all the cracks that have become

with knowing

now it's half-done, feel born all over 

in such torrid times are we

don't pretend you can't hear me

and now i look up and i am older 

it's gone as it had come

with knowing

all the people i have thrown - all the pasting over 

in such torrid times were these

so many unspelt things

no more of this - won't take much more of this

i live in a sick country

we are led by donkeys and pig-feasting flunkies

where it's all a grift for disaster capitalists

our oars adrift are floating in their ocean we are drowning

we are polarised, divided then pulverised

crushed with bugs and creatures

served as vegan dinners

it's more or less whatever they say it is

held on a knife edge between living and nightmares

From a certain room, in a certain house

i'll show you war, a war of the mind

it's pure envy

so how about yours?

i've shown you mine

for every pain there's a conscience supplied

and it's unending

all alone in the dark

because second chances never come until tomorrow

so come back to me - your loneliness won't follow

come on back to me

your loneliness won't follow us

your loneliness won't sound any silent alarms

sound any silent alarms

sound any silent alarms

sound any silent 

come back to me - your loneliness won't follow

come on back to me

your loneliness won't follow us

your loneliness won't

Write song, grab handful of words, throw at wall. New song

lama, lama - salvador lama

let's drop the world

your flowers low and quiet

and go into a sky which others stroke forever more

hero in paradise

and be a hero in paradise

a hero in paradise falls

the sun runs over the waving hands of others

and makes a chaos of shadow roots on the scalpel of Jesus

something worth yelling i yelled, i yelled in sculptured plumes collect

with a swoop and water he thought yonder good stop together into howling stoop

even now to make a poem out - even NOW!

and that's just too beautiful to disallow

i can't keep rolling on like a hercules moth

saving up a smile for?

i can't keep rolling on but i'm afraid to stop

a concrete boy for sure

hero in paradise

i'll be a hero in paradise

there'll be needles in heaven for sure

Items also found 

kayleigh's gone, long gone

staying with friends

she kissed some guy and now she's staying with friends

she cried as she told me

i cried when i heard

K says she never has any fun

she's sadder than anyone i know

kayleigh's gone

kayleigh's gone