Friday, August 22, 2014

The Sunset






I will come down
I will come to the sun

I will come down
I will come to set the sun








So I take that chain
I take that chain to get it down

And the world is sparkling
And the night is falling in








On the silence
On the silence no-one heares

All the blurs
All the blurs will disappear








And the things you're leaving
And the things you're leaving my son

And the moon is glowing
And the moon is glowing in








On the silence
On the silence no-one heares

All the blurs
Are silent now no-one heares





And the sun is going
And the sun is going my love


The Bony King of Nowhere

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Modern, Normal







Took some pills in your room
Caught an empty chill from all the
Fevers you are dreaming ?
Made a choice to feel new
Like this aging skin 
Fill in the cracks that you are peeling away








…right, in your apartment I am
…this empty disguise
We sway and the bed you made
Longing for the cyphers to move on






The city’s designed, 
To crumble in the night, 
In cascading light, sleep in ash tonight






…right, in your apartment I am
…this empty disguise
We sway and the bed you made
Longing for the cyphers to move on.

Memoryhouse

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Inside Old Houses (2)








Inside Old Houses 
part 2 








Οικία Νικήτα Πολυζώη 
(πρώην Νικολάου Αθανασόπουλου)









Location: Amfissa


Monday, August 18, 2014

Benzie Box






His name's, DOOM
They wonder just who is he
But don't worry
Believe me he'll get busy
When it comes, to
Poetry he's got plenty






Jump 'em in like jump rope, double dutch
Then turn on the mic with a thumb stroke, subtle touch
Cuddle clutch, is this thing on?
Like the fling with Mrs. King Kong, this spring gone?
Sing a song of slaphappy crappiness
He came to blow like it was strapped to his nappy chest






Surely I jest, the best on a wireless mic
Not an eye test, yet I di-gress
But why stress? Try and remember when
Maybe bit the tender skin-ned babysitter Gwendolyn
The type to hit and run and go tell a friend
Word to El Muerto cucaracha exoskeleton
He know, flow like interstellar wind
Tow a rap djinn by his toe into hell again
{*ahem*} One two, check me too
Loose wreck see through your goose-neck EQ






Ay! If I may interject
Rap these days is like a pain up in the neck
Cornier and phonier than a play fight
Take two of these and don't phone me on the late night
The beat won't fail me
With more rhymes than times he washed his hands and feet daily
And all that kerosene ain't cheap
Villain been deep since a teenage creep







Peep - he always was a gentleman
And kept the pen and a pencil in his mental den
Right there next to where the Rolodex was
Before it turned up all burnt by his solar plexus
He don't know his own strength
When he's on the bone it's like the microphone's length
And width, ain't it funky like dingy socks?
Feel the full effect off cassette in your Benzie Box

Danger Doom

Sunday, August 17, 2014

North







Put it all back
In the well you crawl in to
Your heart is an anchor
It keeps you in your head







Spending your off days
In the warmth you´ve stored away
If the better half´s gone
Bury me up north






If I can´t find the way back

Port St. Willow

Friday, August 15, 2014

Hollow Mountain






Do it, do it, do it,
Do it, do operator
Come up, come up, come up so hard
Do it, do it, do it,
Do it, do operator
So what, so what, so what, so what, so what?
Do it, do it, do it,
Do it, do operator
So what, so what, so what, so what, so what?






It’s impossible and, over mountain Doka
And I wonder, I wonder, I wonder
There is nothing else that in pieces to pieces are straight
When I forget about it
I can’t face the pieces on fire
You stood straight, cause don’t you know
That I’ve been picking up, to someone
Help, I’m falling down!






It’s impossible, when the night inverts us
And I wonder, I wonder, I wonder what I am?
It’s destructible, but I know that someday,
when I’m gone, I’m going, I’m going oh-oh-oh
I can’t face the pieces on fire,
You stood strangers don’t you know?
That I’ve been picking up from somebody’s left
Help, I’m falling down!






Do it, do it, do it,
Do it, do oṗerator
Come on, come on, come on so hard
Do it, do it, do it,
Do it, do operator
Come on, come on, come on so hard

Efterklang

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Another Reason To Go






No good job, no good town
No rules planned at dawn
Why be lost when you could be found
By another reason to go






City lights, so bright they blind
Like a [Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible] till the day you find
There another reason to go






Open eyes mean closing doors
Wonder what they're waiting for
I was waitin' but I ain't no more
I found another reason to go







Look hard headed like me
Don't give up easily
When I look back all I see
Is another reason to go





Well, come near from afar
No matter where you are
There's a life surrounds you






And if you stay [Incomprehensible] let it shine
Keep watch, soon you'll find
You're placed in your good time
Not another reason to go

Vetiver

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Plastic Beach






 To the dark, dark seas,
Comes the only whale.
Watching ships go by,
It's the daily troll, oh yes

It doesn't know that,








It's a Casio on a plastic beach
It's a Casio on a plastic beach
It's a styrofoam deepsea landfill
It's a styrofoam deepsea landfill
It's Automated computer speech
It's Automated computer speech
It's a Casio on a plastic beach
It's a Casio...






If they haul you out,
On a really hot day
When the call got made,
You had gone away, from...

It doesn't know...





It's a Casio on a plastic beach
It's a Casio on a plastic beach
It's a styrofoam deepsea landfill
It's a styrofoam deepsea landfill
It's Automated computer speech
It's Automated computer speech
It's a Casio on a plastic beach
It's a Casio...

Gorillaz

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Sandstorm Woman








Take time off your shoulders
All for me
Let's find a place to live in
Start again
On a train of your love





Winding down
Be my sandstorm woman
Ride the wind
Take time away from living
It's you who dies
Give prayer and forgiveness
To all who shares
On a whim let us lay down
In the sun




Bye my sandstorm woman
Ride the wind
Brace your love
Fortify your soul

Sleepy Sun

Monday, August 11, 2014

Yang yang










Yang Yang holds on to a giant phone
Yang Yang's soft voice goes on and on
I hate you, I hate you, where did it go wrong?
Yang Yang goes talking to himself on the phone










Yang Yang sends his men pebbles and stones
Yang Yang rips his women down to the bones
I own you, I own you, so give us a song
Yang Yang goes talking to his world on the phone






Yang Yang's born with phone cord 'round his neck
Yang Yang never fails to stick to his kick
I want you, I want you, you're making me sick
But Yang Yang
The chord's never long enough to reach your mommy's kick









Yang Yang Yang, Yang Yang
Yang Yang Yang, Yang Yang
Yang Yang, snap out
Give up, cut out
out and join us
Join the revolution

Anika