Foolish. Superchunk.





1. Like a fool.

I dreamt you chased down the car, waving a sign that made no sense. I drifted in and out, I read the sign out loud, like a fool. I held the letter stuck, on the end of a stick over the pool and you dove in after trusting me, trusting me, like a fool, like a fool, like a fool...


2. The first part.

So this is the first part, we're drunk and the selfless relentless caresses. How long must the first part last before we make our respective messes? Well all the clocks wound down, well all the clocks wound down and all the doors thrown open. One good minute could last me a whole year, one good minute will last me a whole year. Well it's a delicate line, we draw it in pink, we draw it in white. So take your time with it, yeah take your time.

I have remembered these things before, whispered phrases and emotions. I have remembered these things before, whispered phrases and emotions. And I know that they will only, I know that they will only haunt me. One good minute could last me a whole year, one good minute will last me a whole year. Well it's a delicate line, we draw it in pink, we draw it in white. So take your time with it, yeah take your time.


3. Water wings.

In the crowd, the crowd spreads out. Takes out its glasses... The fires in full, they form a net. They drain their cups and wait expectantly for their hero to blow up. She pointed at the black cloud in the sky, said that's what happens when you're leaning to fly. She said those wings are just a disguise and you cannot make me cry. She pointed at the black cloud in the sky, yeah that's what happens.

Was it worth the wait? Is that the wall where you marked off the date? Wood, the wings, made of wax, made of water. He was too dumb to accept the offer, he was too smart. Step on in to the leather, fire it up. Pull out the feathers, one by one as he got closer to the sun. She pointed at the black cloud in the sky, she said with you it is no use, why do you try?


4. Driveway to driveway.

I still have briars in my clothes, did I lay you down in those? The names on the stones were all erased, and I thought it was you that I had chased. Driveway to driveway drunk, I don't remember this too well. Glad I have the scrapes to prove, prove it was me who fell. And the names were all we knew, and the names were all erased.

From stage to stage we flew, a drink in every hand. My hand on your heart had been replaced and I thought it was you that I had chased. Driveway to driveway drunk, I don't remember this too well. Glad I have the scrapes to prove, prove it was me who fell. And the names were all we knew, and the names were all erased.


5. Saving my ticket.


Wipes a little space at the window, still can't see too well, and he spits into his hand. Not for luck anymore, not for luck anymore. Plan to fill it in, empty my spirit over anyway. All the bets are in, I'm saving my ticket for then, I'm saving my ticket for then.

Always expecting the worst, my mouth cracked open spit out a curse. Well timed and well rehearsed, and that's no surprise, and that's no surprise. Plan to fill it in, empty my spirit over anyway. All the bets are in, I'm saving my ticket for then, I'm saving my ticket for then.

They rock back and forth on their heels, he cuts, she deals. They're not comfortable with how this feels, no matter now, no matter now. Plan to fill it in, empty my spirit over anyway. All the bets are in, I'm saving my ticket for then, I'm saving my ticket for then.


6. Kicked in.

I wish the nights were warm again this month, we could stay up all night, occupy the porch on the front of the house where we might always forget to replace the bulb in the glass, rectangular vase. The light on the street flickers on throught the trees and I can see your face. Kicked in and dark inside, lit below and burning white. Kicked in and left unhooked, folded, found and kept alive.

Well I've never had one of these before and it's stronger than I thought. Someone put the glass in my hand and romanced by the shape it was. He said rocket fuel is the key, he called it clear and hard. And it wipes me out, and it warms me up. Well I hope so cause it's bitter cold.


7. Why do you have to put a date on everything.

You've got your muscles in one big knot, Well mine are just loosening. You used to cut me up inside, I won't let you do it again. Make sure the friend catches the first time, make sure the friend catches the first time. Why do you have to put a date on everything? Can't you just strike the bell to hear it ring, thought that your skin would crack, it's just wrinkling. Why do you have to put a date on everything?

You think that something is turning? Well it's not spoiled cause I tried it once, and if it's all the same to you at this point, you keep your face and i'll keep the rest. Why do you have to put a date on everything? Can't you just strike the bell to hear it ring, thought that your skin would crack, it's just wrinkling. Why do you have to put a date on everything?


8. Without blinking.

We kicked over every table, the last piece behind the bed. Took some pictures, held them by the edges, folded every one so they could not be read. Folded all the pictures and the drawings, so they would not know what went on. Subtracted all the good stuff from the bad, so they would not know what went wrong. Did you really do this without thinking? Or was there some concentration at work? Cause when you say i'm sorry you were not blinking, you can't pretend to not know how that hurts. You can't pretend to not know now, you can't pretend to not know now, you can't pretend to not know.

And even when the scenery looks good, must you stare down at the floor? You say you will not, and I could want nothing more. But I will not mark the time, no I just can't start the count. Dig up graves, so i'll meet you when you come down. Did you really do this without thinking? Or was there some concentration at work? Cause when you say i'm sorry you were not blinking, you can't pretend to not know how that hurts. You can't pretend to not know now, you can't pretend to not know now, you can't pretend to not know. Someone's biting the hook at both ends, someone's biting the hook right now.


9. Keeping track.

All of this is so exhausting, but I don't want it to stop. Rubber ring around my neck, lead me in circles till I drop. The sound of change beneath the grating, pull a string, a magnet through. Keep track how much this is costing, I'll give it back to you. Are you keeping track? Are you keeping, keeping track?

Can you let the rope down slowly, when you drop it to the dirt? Can you pull the blanket over, and make this hole not hurt? Are you keeping track? Cause I am not.

All of this is so exhausting, and I am ready for it to stop. All of this has been exhausting, and I am ready. Are you keeping track? Cause I am not.


10. Revelations.

So you left me in this disarray, what am I supposed to say? On the pile of blankets and pictures and I can never see the same way again. I need a second alone. You've stolen my call I thought you'd cut your teeth. But you already need release, that didn't take you too long.

One night, I know, nut I can't get this out of my head. The someone, the bed, kicked me, these revelations mean nothing, but you make them stick. I need a second alone. You've stolen my call I thought you'd cut your teeth. But you already need release, that didn't take you too long. That you meant to keep what you gave away?


11. Stretched out.

Let's not count the last column of beads, you promised me I'd pass. Then you present me with these letters, all in code you never taught me how to read. And it's true I have no use, but instead I have a clue. And it's stretching out my skin so I leave it to you again.

Well all your spinning numbers, only cross my eyes. And if this record's stuck, I guess that I don't take the prize this time. And it's true I have no use, but instead I have a clue. And it's stretching out my skin so I leave it to you again.


12. In a stage whisper.

Don't you sometimes feel someone cares, knowing you for the particulars of your own life? Who held still as you walked into the knife? Did you notice the face she was wearing, as she stepped into the light? Everyone wants their own piece of the pain, a lock of hair. Take out your clippers, tell it in a stage whisper.

Sometimes you wonder how many sneaking fools have your number. Is it safe to move in? Everyone is watching. You're a poster boy or girl, for a long hot summer. Inches give way to miles, paint a target on your chest. To make it easy for the hunters. Everyone enjoys a piece of the pain, a lock of hair. Pull out your clippers, tell it in a stage whisper.


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Año: 1994.
Procedencia de la banda: Chapel Hill (Carolina del Norte), Estados Unidos.
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