"Heavy-Handled, Rattle-Battles"

Astronautalis - Two Years Before the Mast, Lyrics here: http://lyrics.wikia.com/Astronautalis:Two_Years_Before_The_Mast

"Heavy-Handled, Rattle-Battles"

None of them overlap

Faced to defeat feet

Looking down at a mirror

I saw evil, in my reflection

They seem to cancel each other out

Mocking creases snicker, loudly

Things are not always what they seem to be

I bulged away belts, and my dresses

I swing and sway, knocking over small things

Crying waves claim they broke their glass of water

Cogently heavy men, slosh in their in their high tops

Simply by walking by

This unforeseen being

This one kid

This one guy

Plots thicken, as the man entered his shoes

For the first time, she says his first rhymes

And this caught me off guard

So I discarded, the regard

Walking toes, and crawling fingers

Seem to linger, from the motherly whispers

I told you so

Not to call again, you eloquently scrawled

You walk from the room

In a bit dismay

Do the right thing

And tell secrets to this gawking way

Shake your booty, rattle his cage

Taunt him, and flaunt him

Give him his cute innocent rage

Pour the boy a drink she says

Rum-filled and milk-shakes

The lady sloshed onto the floor

Cooing men, stare at starry eyed eyes

Their caring harlots, they forever into gaze more

Silk blankets wrap his chest

His bran new leather jacket

Holding him close

You simply play a game of bump

You spill over the door frame

Clattering full glasses

In merriment before dusk

You gave way, to let a new day be

Dreamily smells of his scent, as you traded patter with him

His arm somewhere around your waist

Your fingers wet,

You were all with excitement

Magical drops from some of these gabbling drinks

The first date, where you meet, and greet

This extra, flubbing meat

Lift purses off the floor, replace it all

Give birth it all...even this full kitchen sink

Stare down the mirror, stand with lofty grace

Of what was meant to be

Even if new bumpings, happen in the future

Things are not always what they seem to be

So I say, swing those hips

And swing that cradle, you crease heavy girl

Hula-hoop around poles, and have a taste

Of a girl's mind

Oh boy!, you shout...with glee

Reflected rays gleam even in the darkest crevasses

As feet slip on the icy carpet, and fall into holes made of doubts

As you lay in the bed, legs spread wide

Foot-holds hold your feet steady

As the natural way, drops out of the load

We stand with our individual hands posted upright

We have a heavy hold, and kiss goodbye

The foggy breezes, from the bottom of this bottle

Time for one more game of peek-a-boo

When no more you have the time to doubt

One more doubt...In you

That you have met this boy before

Who forever fall from heaven

Holding his own, inside his ore-like

Shell.

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Comments please. : D

Two hands, on the basket

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d6rtANrEfHk


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FdUdvajOp0

Astronautalis - Oceanwalk, Lyrics here: http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858510777/ 

Please watch the alternate videos ABOVE the main embedded one. As well as look up ALL of Astronautalis work...he is brilliant. Read his lyrics too! I'm sure all of those could fit somehow in this one post. Read and love. You can read the post, and get a Totally different meaning. It's Amazing, and thus...makes me awesome. : )

 

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"Two hands, on the basket"

Two hands, on the basket you silly rabbit

Dig your casket, wearing your gasket

Mast it, holding your mask set

Dark faces come in, and I shout, take it

Identified hides, hide in their eyes to be

Silly minds tell lies, as they are the ones to see

Tuff dogs barking, with a howling grimace

Twisted banter in coils, fright in the face of Mr. Rictus

Blackened secrets sleep, with hope of a dream

Deracinated at gun point

Plucked from the air, a stitch in the side you anoint

Whining eyes lay, on the hip of your disappointment

Lying there, sliding hidden cards onto the table
I have helped to grow the mice, that chew on my cable
Apt minds quip, with a slow attack

With a rat-a-tat-tat

Please just say what you say

And get it over with

I have dreams to cash in

As soon as I paint, on old Tom's fence here

Carry me like mother

Onto your golden, rotten fields

Preach me lessons that will sill the deal

I lay in your lap

And listen to stories of how I should kneel

I'm so excited

You don't even know

Sing choir! Sing

But you don't get paid, to run this show

Like potent notions of danger

Your eyes flair, with seeds from a manger

That fall like cradles

From my stones, of like a ranger

Hiding under the shade, casted from your Queen of Hearts

When I am an Ace of Spades, and am full of lard

Greasy hair stands down, and shines light on the lies

Of the farmer's goat, that keeps 'round the flies

Serene hands, pat my back

And others, hold knives

Making up, for what they lack

Attention hooters, blinded by their lies, and their big mac

Gloated heads fill the beds, of broken tragedy

Musky heaps lay on the floor, dead as you could be

Powdery fingers, whisk their noses at me

Shouting antics, something about a free spree

And I just shouted enough, until they looked at me

I was happy enough, but still not about my history

Foreign is different enough, but you keep stilling their luxury

So I shoot down your constant news reports

Of how you cheated a man, out of his old consortia

 

I be how we be, let's be us over there, babbling about something
About someone giving you, some sort of disrespectful stare

Care about my wear, it be so shining

As they bling'd their watch, with such daring lining

Please just stop talking, you rabbity bitch

And clean the floors, with your teeth in pinch

Rusty tiles fall from the sky, and chain down your last wish for a lie

When I cast away, your first spray
When you boast so coldly...

"Hey!" and not a so nicely put, "Goodbye."

Fucking master piece! Yess!, BIATCH!!!|||///\\\>>>===----...lawl.
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I could go on foreverof...

Foreverof on go could I.

I could go on forever...

Forever on go could I.                        ---> Part of next poem.

I CLAIM ALL RIGHTS TO TAYLOR TRAVIS INC, TO "I COULD GO ON FOREVER." (Hell...all of it actually.) If it becomes the next phase...it will be Credited to me...Taylor Travis. :D

Please Leave Thoughts! Love you guys.

P.S.

Just be you. Just be...You. That's all anyone can ask from you. So respect them, love them...at least, for that. Don't preach with dwindling need of praise. Just go with it. So don't grab what you can't carry. Just be real. Be regular...non-crazy humans. Done and done.

Paradigm.

Crossfade - The Unknown, Lyrics here: http://www.lyrics007.com/Crossfade%20Lyrics/The%20Unknown%20Lyrics.html

"Paradigm"

Paradigm,

Lay it out for me please...

I am in need.
Plant your seed,
In my head.
In my heart.
Lay my stars,
Upon your chart.

Oh The Great I Am,

Big Brother, Uncle Sam,

Brahman, Sandman,

Please...

Lay my plan.

Inducting,

A man.

Through my inductive reasoning,

Let me paint you a picture...

He who stands.

He who sits,

Who flies,

Who tells no lies...

Introducing...

My spirit.

Who rises,

Who raises,

Who soars,

Who floats,

Who never gloats.

Let me establish...

My world view.

Let me, tell you...

Here,

Let me give you a clue.

Let me familiarize you...

With my book.

So you can learn,

About me.

It's as clear as linear continuums,

It's as simple as can be.

My proof,

Of theory...

Lies,

Here.

Let me be your seer.

You are ignorant,

Until now...

Without me,

You couldn't see without this cowl,

My blanket,

But please don't yank it...

It's these threads
They just can't take it

Be easy, be gentle.

Don't question...

It's softness.

Let it take you aloft,

Let it clear your nose,

When you have to cough.

Be mystified with its greatness,

With its conflation.

Bury yourself...

Beneath it.

Let it swallow,

Your being,

Your soul.

Let me be your all,

Let me solve...

Your problems,

With my grand knowledge,

And understanding.

Trust me...

My research is without stranding.

I am Holy, as holy as One can be.

My word,

Has no holes.

I am perfect...

In every way.

So don't stand,

In my way.

Don't fight...

Just let me be,

Let me...

Make you see.

Believe,

In my say.

Bathe in my blood,

My protection,

That comes from my gray,

Thorns, that lay,

On my head.

Let me set you upon my shoulders...

As high as you can be me.

But remember,

You are nothing,

Nothing without me.
You don't wear the crown,
So now bow down.
Don't make me plea...

That is your job.

My home,

Of riches...

Is where you want to be.

Reality is split in half,

So test yourselves, on my earth,

And we will see,

If you are worthy,

Worthy of me.

Do not be tricked...

By those other,

Golden calves.

For no one,

Can give you what I have.

I can give you wealth,

Beyond your wildest dreams.

Ones that include...

Spending time,

With me.

Let us break bread,
And pass cod...
Lord knows,
You are hungry for more.
I can cure your blindness,
As long as you make me your Highness.

You don't need anything,
More than me.
So be happy.
JUST BELIEVE!!!

Just do good deeds.

And you will be freed.

Heed to my words,

Feed...

Agree...

And all will be well,

With me.
This is my decree.

Pick me,
Or I'll lay you across my knee...
Slap your wrist,
With my chains,
And send you to Hell.
So please hear,
My well sold tale.

Or your soul is sent,
To a stranger, my brother...
A fallen angel.
The devil...
Me or Him,
You must choose...
But through me you win,
And through Him...
You Lose.

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Just want to say...I'm not an atheist. I am saying though...know your religion, be open-minded...and to not fall to twisted banter.

"Glass"

Linkin Park - Faint, Lyrics here: http://www.lyrics007.com/Linkin%20Park%20Lyrics/Faint%20Lyrics.html

"Glass"

Who are you to spit at my fire?

You think I am not important,

Because I only whisper...

Oh please tell me, oh great one,

Tell me ---

What did I forget?

See me,

Teach me, preach me,

Sell me,

Pocket me.

Raise your glass,

Keep on your mask...

Command attention,

With a note worthy of mention,

Spit it, as you wreak.

Breathing it in,

You smell reek.

I have my mirror.

I think I'll be okay.

Save your spray,

I have no whores to pay.

I know your name,

And how you are,

How you be...

Bitch, don't lie to me.

Do not bathe, in what you did not pour,

Do not bathe, with dwindling candles in hand.

I have my glasses...

I think I'll be okay.

Save your rays,

I have no shame.

Oh please tell me, oh great one,

Tell me ---

What did I forget?

See me,

Teach me, preach me,

Sell me,

Pocket me.

I have my scope...

I think I'll be okay.

Save your antics,

I have no choir to pay.

Self-important teachers, teach...

About voids in space,

And how they pace.

Growing louder by dimension...

They suck off, the tiniest of stars.

Lying in space,
Headed, to break the day.

Who are you spit in my flame?

You trying to blow me out, too?

Because I flicker...

When I just want to see you on your knees,

Head in your hands...

Crying your eyes out,

Begging for forgiveness.

Why would I want to hear, "I'm sorry."...

I have my glass...

I think I'll be okay.

Save your tears,

I make no waves.

Only my harsh whispers,

Haunt you,

As ghosts.

...and to that ---

I raise my glass.

And say,

A prayer.

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Ohmygoodness...so much behind this one.
Honestly...with or without the music. But anywhos...leave YOUR comments like always. Prefer facebook, if you don't know me... Invite me, Taylor Travis...if you read my blog. :D

Run.

Wild Beasts - The Fun Powder Plot, Lyrics here: http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858789838/

"Run"

Run, run,

As fast as you can.

Step up your speed.

A life is on the line...

And time is real.

Cold feet, slow your pace...

As nervous as they are blue,

They are weakened bamboo.

Bones brittle, with a lack of snow shoes,

Your feet hurt, and your knee shivers,

Your spine rattles.

Please be hiding.

Please be safe.

Don't run...

For your toes can't take it.

Be shy,

Don't whimper...

Don't cry.

Hold your hands

Around your shins,

Lay your chin

Tight with your wrapped arms.

Keep those warm,

Help . . .

Is on the way.

My fingers tremble,

And they shake . . .

Through this blistering cold winter

I wake, thighs high,

I must crown the white queen.

My gut hungers for her...

My chest heaves,

My pores,

Breathe.

My body seethes,

With chattering cold teeth.

I cover my neck,

Gray hairs frozen.

I shake away the ice.

With warm fingers,

My fur, I vice.

I yawp and I pant,

I lick snow covered lips,

My eyes soar...

Through clouds,

Dazzling frigid mist,

I claw my fist into the cold ground

And cover the snow with a trail of warmth.

My trench grows,

Rested on my shoulders.

And as my heart accelerates,

I stride longer;

I trample with lasting effort.

Many howling faces,

Haunt her dreams...

Yellow eyes to watch.

Breath weak with shivers,

Mind tied into knots.

Hooked nails twitch,

Hunched sway . . .

With a lurking itch.

Fanged teeth,

And monstrous maws.

Snouts sniff,

For fresh meat.

They are after her,
She looks away.
If she hears its brayin.

She hopes help is on the way...

Because here she cannot stay.

For she lacks any headway.

So close,

But no . . .

Still afar.

I bound through this wreck,

With steady clenched eyes,

My lust now direct,

Across this frosty field.

My glowing eyes,

See partner.

Where we dwell,

But I do not wonder.

We are instinct,

Nothing else, we are bothered.

Through the blizzard,

A light, I see.

A cave, can it be?

Harshly laid rumors say,

It is where, the evil will lay.

It is where I will enter,

Into the core...

It is the cure,

Where destiny lays.

Where the mind frays,

A buffet,

That hears, fear is delivered,

Upon a plate.
Served with running souls,

Not caught...

Only freshly slayed.

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Any thoughts? Please people . . . I know it might not be perfect, but work with me here. Give me a little back, is all I ask.

Love you. :D

Bevelled.

Modest Mouse - Gravity Rides Everything. Lyrics here: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/modest+mouse/gravity+rides+everything_20094818.html

"Bevelled."

While we are on subject,

Shall we talk about it now?

We hit the floor...

Ding.

We step off, into habit.

I guess, we know everything...

We have hit the edge.

Let's talk.

We've done everything...

We have everything.

But let's do it...

Again.

Explain it all...

Every piece...

Every event.

To me...
Say,

Me too.

No question, why.

No unnatural.

We feel, real.

And even though we wonder...

In each other's eyes...

There is no why.

Only, luck.

Reason being...

Because of our,

Passionate, attraction.
Oh, so...

What is that writing?././././././.

On your everything...

Every level...

Every step,

Every leap,

Every climb,

Every mountain.

Oh what is that?

That writing,

On my everything...

Every touch...

Every hug,

Every kiss,

Every moment,

Every clasp.

Oh, mmm...

My writing,

On my everything.

Every tickle,

Every pinch,

Every scratch,

Every name,

Every game.

Oh, mmm...

My everything,

Oh my everything...

Every level...

Every clasp,

Every game,

Every play,

Every everything.

Subject, we are here.

Shall we start walking now?

We drink our water.

Taste...

Those lips are good.

I seem to know, we know everything.

We turn the corner,

And we blast murmur, away...

Leave no speck of black banter.

We leave no spec of wisp,

Left to grasp.

I unclasp you.

We do it again,

And again.

Tell me again...

In whisper,

Tell me,

Me too.

Tell me close,

But first,

Close that door.

Make me remember,

Where we are,

When we are close...

Make me level,

Make me revel,

Make me dishevel,

Make me simply, bevelled.

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"The Q-tip." --- (My happiness.)

Please watch INTRO to video before you read. Start reading when he starts playing (1:41)...and read it again and again. John Butler (Trio) - Ocean. Every performance is different. Enjoy. :)  

*/Cough* Tessa */Cough*.
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"The Q-tip." ---

Cotton is your wear,

Short, skiny, dresses.

And as the name doesn't show...
Any sign of use,

Oh how I, love to coo.

Please me, defuse.

As your brush, tickles my ear...

And makes me smile,

I can't be, not happy.

Heavenly-meant-white color,

Oh how do we love to play ---

Dance, and fight.

I love your use,

My joy'ess heart,

You see, my day went,

A little something like this...

I mumbled...

I start...

In this day, dream of company,

I awake...

I unwind.

Your twine,

Oh how you borrow into me...

I'm tired, in this glee.

My eyes finally close,

As I fickle my nose,

Around your touch,

Of your own.

And we kiss.

As I catch your avalanche,

Of warm snow.

I hear your soul.

And I know...

I know.

I can't breathe...

In your embrace.

Although I use you,

As a tool.

You use me too...

And I'm glad that you do.

You are beautiful.

...as simple as you may be.

But you count,

In my book...

Believe me.

Defined...

As we be.

We do what we do...

...We be,

We.

Caught...

In a real,

Simple...

Dream like,

Inter-mingle-

Ing.

Our cute word,

Of being the,
Straw...

In this field,

Of baled...
Hay.

Trust me...

We may.

You take the hit...

From mine to you,

A blow.

I grind you,

Into a seat...

With my meat.

You twist and turn...

Dancing and dirtying...

I poison you,

In my blood.

As you tear,

Into my heart.

Q-tip.

I love your lips...

My mind sucks,

Into your lips...

Of your peak.

And there you crest,

As my princess.

I am...

Surely,

Happy.

I cannot even begin,

To express.

Because my...

My...

My everything,

My messy ---

Goodness.

I confess...

I almost...

Feast,

On your hungry liking...

And oh,
How are you mighty.

Withstanding...

My press.

Of our differences.

But somehow...

We mesh.

You are my habit,

That I possess ...

In my hand.

As cuddle,

In your dress.

With my stress.

You need your feet,

To meet,

Pink.

And as I caress,

Your fess.

And as you run,

As you jump into my head...

My arms,

Surround...
Surround my head.

Drawing pictures...

Over your bed,

Laying in ourselves,

With each other...

As we,

Smother.

We deem,

Destiny...

Through our blissfulness.

And we smile.

Eyes locked in my cage of wonders...

Underneath,

The sky ---

Star, starry-eyed...eyes.

We connect.

Done and done,

We shovel,

Our confessions,

With my hand ---

Grasp, around your touch...

Of your dress.

Your iceberg...

Of titanic proportions,

With the witness...

Of actual,

Said,
Success.

Brilliant,

As though our stars...

Are.

We are we,

Us two...

Her ---

And me, simple...as we be.

My day was...

Worthy of forgetting,

As I stand there,

With you in hand...

With demand,

We brand.

Scars written once before,

We soar into the white skies above,

With wings of glee.

My never told dream...

Of what is my reality...

My sanctuary.

Oh how I coo...

As you cleanse,

My goo.

I take out,

And stare...

Into your brown...

Gorgeous eyes.

And then I know...

Everything will be okay,

Even though I toss you away ---

And I let you, come back for more,

Because we have, and we are...

A bond, a secret...

One I will never dare regret,

Having commit.

Your lips, are my summit...

Where I want to stand.

For one last,

Infinite ---

Kiss.

One I will never dare,

Forget...

I touch you ---

I thimble you,

I turn you,

I toss you,
I throw you,

I thistle...

In yours and mine;

Forever, we...

Entwine.
Oh baby girl...
Oh how will you forever,
Remain,
In my mind ---

Why?

Why is math....

So...intriguing(to some)?

Because it is one of the most simplest ways...to explain some of the most complex things.

1+1= 2.

RIGHT?

So WHY????????

Why is that SO simple to understand?....

When the emotion of,

.....Love.....

Is not?

A person...who falls in love, with another single person....

Out of the BILLIONS of people that roam our world...(1+1).........

Why is that SO hard to explain?

Why is it so Hard to put into words.

Why is it soooooo....

So intricate. So diverse. So deep. So questionable. And OH, Sooo hard to explain...

Yet so Right....

Why?

WHY???

Because just like 1+1= 2...

You simply take one...(1)

And add another...(+1)

And it equals love...(= 2.)

Right?

Why is it so different,

From it's mathematical equation?

Why So complex?

Why so.....heavy?

And different...

Why does it matter so?

When. It. Just. Makes. Sense. ?

The world may never know...........

But regardless,

If I,

EVER know why.........................

It makes sense to me.

And I am SOOO glad that it does.

Because I'd be lost without it,

Just like I would...

Without you.

Just like I would...

If...

1+1....

Didn't equal...

2.

I love to love...

I love, for it all to make sense...

Whether or not I can mathematically explain it....

Whether or not...

I can Make it,

Make Sense...........

1+1,

Will FOREVER...

= 2.

Fact.

Just as,

I will Forever Love you...

And you will Forever,

Love me...

2...

:)

Abyssal Ocean.

Lyrics for, Modest Mouse - The World at Large, here : http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/The-World-at-Large-lyrics-Modest-Mouse/5B63710814EA8C7748256E6B002C31DE

"Abyssal Ocean"

Why can't we float through the same air, that we all swim in.

Why must our breath, whip the ocean, into hurricanes.

Walls of water...Drown our voice.

Whipping winds from the spray of water droplets...

Split our breath in half, lungs losing their vessel.

Lying in our watery-grave, where our lips lie anyway,

Pressure grows, as mine are smushed, against yours.

My tongue taste the remains of a message...

Now trapped in a bottle,

Plummeting down our throats...

Our coat of dote, is rotting as we speak.

Dreams of waves settle,

As does my eyes on our fettle.

The infinite abyssal.

We strive, in our own world...

Sailing the ocean, full of leagues.

We flourish...in this fatigue.

Rhythmic waves leave debris, from the open sea...

Leaving me at eye level...but I can't see.

My thoughts lost, feeding the whirlpool.

Dabbing the watermill, in its yearning fuel,

We quench our thirst, on our own drool.

Anchors walk the plank, and are told not to splash.

But oh how we love to collide, and dash.

Unsatisfied with the quiet wind, and songs that sirens send...

We spew into the hurricane's eye.

It wails, like the crashing tide.

So we catch water in pails,

And fill our sails,

As we both fight back against the gale.

Mysteries of the ocean dispense,

One drop at a time...

Filling our hearts, with desire,

To wade forward...through this mire.

With our hands intertwined, lingering around the helm,

We set this floating pyre, on fire.

We finally drift from the wheel...

Jump ship, our hands are leal.

We cannonball, into our gin.

Letting the current take us in...

But we still dare, to swim.

As the current slows, as we hit the end...

We defend our last, it is what we portend...

For in our dreams, we pretend.

Our breath, we forgo.

Simply drowning, we finally let go...

But eventually awake, ignorant,

In the same flow.

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