08.30.07

Pavlov’s Daughter

Posted in Musicalia Miscellanea at 1:18 am by Miracle ♪♫

“Let’s study class, let’s study class. Sit down.
Love-ology, love-ology, I’m sorry-ology,
forgive me-ology, love-ology…”

…slowly festering through an innocent
“by the way, have you heard?”

“…rummaging for answers in the pages…
and it’s contagious.”

“…beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth.”

“I hear in my mind all of these words
I hear in my mind all of this music
I got lost in the sounds…”

“…and it wascoffee and coffee and coffee
and coffee and coffee and coffee some more…”

“…they come and go as if
they’re someone else’s days…”

“…And everybody’s features
have somehow started blending
And everything is plastic
And everyone’s sarcastic
And all your food is frozen,
It needs to be defrosted.”

“I catch me a horse driven carriage ride
from a local man named Ethan Frome…”

“I’m not a skillfull water carrier
but I’ve learned to carry love.”

“The words right through my skin…
The consonants and vowels
The consequence of sounds.”

“Don’t tell your secrets to anyone
Because ideas are vulnerable.
As soon as you say your idea out loud,
Then it can go and live on its own.”

“Well this is how it works
you peer inside yourself,
you take the things you like,
and try to love the things you took,
and then you take that love you make,
and stick it into someone else’s heart.”

“Love, Love, Love, Love!”

“Life inside the musicbox ain’t easy
The mallets hit
The gears are always turning
And everyone inside the mechanism
Is yearning to get out
And sing another melody completely
So different from the one they’re always singing
I close my eyes and think that I have found me
But then I feel mortality surround me
I want to sing another melody
So different from the one I always sing.”

“Waiting to pupate…”

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