Deranged clocks
Tryin’ to wake up, but you can hardly interrupt the sleepless sleep. Dreaming that you are dreaming. Having an inland empire and understanding the rabbits and their suites. Still, not understanding the sitcom laughs, because they’re too harsh.
Dreamin’ of a dream and then suddenly realise that you’re in the wrong sleep.
Flyin’ the softest flight although birds are bumpin’ into you. Sweating all night long tryin’ to surpass the height you’re used to, but getting to fly only along with the birds. Reaching the unreachable but not being reached.
And the clock strikes for the millionth time twelve o’clock. And I’m feeling all my clock stricken lives, all the lost twelve o’clocks.
And I keep sweating in the cold middle of the night and I keep wondering if my clocks are ok and if I’m the only one counting birds and butterflies.
And the tobacco shops sighs lonely and cold and the moon looks orange but it’s ok. I have my orange dogs to protect me from all the moons that aren’t orange.
And it comes like cotton candy and bubbles, like gummy bears and sweet cherry tree blossom.
It’s like waiting, sometimes, to hear a “wow” but you get a head shake. Like eating polenta and cheese on a sad wednesday, wondering what does chupee mean.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=re8Z6AOiMSU
:)
stiu ca there’s more to this post than the song, dar vroiam sa spun ca ei – cocoon – au o piesa care m-a cam obsedat o vreme, si unde repeta obsesiv un vers – “i hate birds”. si cand am fost la ei la concert i-am intrebat de ce urasc pasarile asa de tare, iar tipul – care e mai mic ca mine – si care era foarte surprins ca il intreb asta, a spus ca e imposibil sa nu urasti pasarile, pentru ca ele sunt libere de orice si libere sa faca orice. mi-a placut mai mult cum mi-a raspuns decat ce mi-a raspuns. acum imi aduc aminte de el mereu cand vine vorba despre cocoons sau despre birds :)
piesa e aici: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWbiYamUnRU
so. what does chupee mean?:D