Old favorites?
This was sort of an experiment - present the idea of physical communication, and then the idea of verbal communication - then try to confuse them.
Funny, when I wrote this I refused to let anyone hear it but the girl it was to. It just felt too private. Now that feeling is entirely gone and I just remember her and it fondly. But I guess that's how relationships work, eh?
Do You Feel?
www.last.fm/music/Shadows+of+Birds/A+Pretty+Melody+Single/Do+You+FeelWe are violent, our hands reach of their own
Our hands swing back, our hands are thrown
Our hands break skin, and we are shown
our skin burns angry and so we know
Do you feel what I feel?
We are violent, the words speak splinters
our voice is harsh, our meaning's wintered
our chords dissonant, distorted and cindered
and so we know because the sound is bitter.
Do you hear what I hear?
We are gentle, our hands brush lightly
over tender skin, softly, slightly
we are gentle, the melody delicate
the voice cracks, the words compassionate
do you hear what I feel?
Do you feel what I hear?
We are passionate, the words flutter, the melody elegant
the storm beneath our surface soft lightning drawn through finger tips
we are whispered evanescent
we are absent of all pretense
the soft pulse of blood of sound
the rhythm arcs then turns around
we are warm in our arms we are beggars we are alms
we are lovers tracing skin taking holiness from sin
I would make you a saint
we are artists at play at work at love we sing
do you feel?
we are violent, we are violent
we are abstract in our innocence
we are alters we are servants
we hold down the hands of reverence
we are burning we are weak
we hunger and we feed
we are captive we are free
we are lost we are released
we are warm in our arms
we are beggars we are alms
we are lovers tracing skin
taking holiness from sin
we are artists at work at play at love
we sing do you feel?
And this is a simple thing that I always just loved. I don't really know why it just feels right.
Dogs
soundcloud.com/shadowsofbirds/dogsWe're all barking mad like dogs jumping the moon
And I can still smell your skin and I hope I'll see you soon
'Cause it's been a hell of a year
and I don't know weather I should laugh or shed tears
We've got nothing to lose like dogs in back alley brawls
and I've been stuck in this room kicking back at these awful walls
'Cause it's been a hell of a year
and I don't know weather to laugh or to shed tears
We're all barking mad like dogs bearing their teeth
and I'm glad that in all of that noise I finally found some peace
ooooooh haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...