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DaysofthephoenixSpectatorHaha, I saw this already.
I would actually be interested in getting that if I had that kind of money.Oh well, will be interesting to see how much it goes for.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI think you brought existence to the very point in our lives that we exist.
We exist in what our perception let’s us, we exist in a realm that is real to us.Anyway, I think you did a good job.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI voted for you Arthur and good luck with your design.
I’ll continue to vote for the next few days.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorIt’s the only song from Teargarden that I have listened to now more than 5 times in a row.
I really call it a success plus it’s actually pretty good.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorIt’s very quiet right now….
Not just in the forum but in my house.
So quiet that I can hear my cat snoring at the other side of the room.Anyway, we need to start some conversations again on here.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI think it’s funny how a week after I buy tickets to the Cleveland show, a show in Pittsburgh opens up later in July, which is way closer to me.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorNice.
This is one Bad Ass compilation Arthur.
Many thanks.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI think I will be headed to the Cleveland show since it is fairly close to where I live.
Now I have something to do this summer.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorThanks for that, I will pick up the ingredients when I go to a grocery store again and try it out, it sounds too delicious to ignore especially since I love vanilla.
I just loved the face of the cup, it was adorable yet murderous.
It just makes it one bad ass cup of tea.Right now though, I’m in the mood for hot chocolate, the best thing to drink during a thunderstorm.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorWell it was adorable until I found out that the tea bag was drowning in the cup, I didn’t pay that much attention to detail at first glance.
The London Fog actually does sound really good right now but I don’t think the coffee shop near my house has that and there’s no Starbucks where I live. I will try and find one though.
By the way, reading this has made me extremely thirsty.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI also love tea, not really a fan of coffee but the flavored ones aren’t bad.
I really like chai tea, it is extremely delicious the way the people at our school make it. delicious.Btw, that is the cutest cup of coffee I have ever seen in my life.
Well the first one anyway.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorFuck Yes!!!
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorWell the lyrics in Astral planes are non existent but the lyrics in Widow Wake My Mind are just as annoying but you rated that higher.
The lyrics aren’t any better in that song with all the constant oh’s I have to suffer through.
I guess the music is better though than Astral planes, that song just makes me cringe.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorSong For A Song – 7/10
Widow Wake My Mind – 4/10
Stitch In Time – 8/10
Astral Planes – 5/10There’s mine.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorLet’s go Pittsburgh Penguins
Just thought I’d get my thoughts out since they are the only ones I had at the moment.
feel free to mock this post if you wish.
DaysofthephoenixSpectator\"A Dark Design\"
Opens up her blouse to the cool night
With no shaking of time
Because she has in mind
A dark design
Now I’m a so-called cube
Speaking out, she said to meShe said:
Hi. I’m twice coloured
Wait till you see how their in love
With my sickness
There is no more time for the weaklings
With an unfamiliar smile
A self-destructive mind of dark design
We may just live through life
Watching it from sweet repose
Cut up with knives that slice open
I’m professional nowEverly, everly I
Can you not look at me through sides?
Everly, everly I
Did you not summon up their kite?Opens up her face
To the delight of their red piercing beaks
It didn’t hurt this time
My dark design
They leave her left behind
Slits into her all convinced
That she’s their favourite way
Practicing
But getting worseSo high
I’m twice coloured
Wait till you see
I made a truce with the blackness dyer
I know colours wait for you
I feel so car-sick and alone
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorâThe Solstice of Eyes, Just a Dead Reminderâ
Just a glance from my autumnal tomb
Woken up from my everyday slumber
You were there, my guiding light
You glistened and sparkled all dressed in white
While I sat the contrast of your fears
Crying for the wind whispers wonders,
Thoughts of how even ones without hearts can break.
Though your mind compresses at those forbidden
Your dead eyes give me even the slightest comparison.
You glance for hope I wish to make numb in my mind.
But the arrangements have been wrong since the great plunders
Have put me under the weight of the ocean for the pressure keeps me under.
Itâs a soft blanket that questions my flaws at night
and saves me from the follies of life.
So hard to be happy unless a grace from your presence is just out of question?
When first our eyes happened upon first glance
Disarming me with such a lovely light, I couldnât help but stare.
You pulled me in, but why must your heart be so blind?
Your eyes tell me of lure and dream of a life of more.
All the treasures of the land sparkle to you if you have the time to look.
To just take second and marvel others beauty but your own.
Though your eyes change with the monthly phases often gravitating you to the wrong
Making your decisions based on the Devilâs beauty of desire.
While I may just be another to be caught in your radiance and the machine of your mind.
I must say that while your dreams are shattered reminisce of our once sacred future.
How My heart jumped into your presence but is now replaced,
We could have been like the sands of time and watched the world grow old,
With and die in front of us, everything around us growing but us, never changing.
Our shielded light from the moons ghostly presence ellipsesâ us from knowing.
But you must always be like the eclipse of a waning crescent,
When minds and feelings disappear, you become like an ice crystal,
Cold to the touch and always a constant reminder of no matter how beautiful,
You will always be just as fragile as a mid-autumns Harvest Moon.
Always distant from my grasp and how I marveled at your looks,
You will always be the forbidden apple of my desire.
Forever wanting to press my lips against yours but, both our blood has run cold.
Like the broken mirror dusty and abused, broken and discarded,
Our reflections remain anonymous as long as the fragments stay silent.
Their thorns of ones they hurt covered up by the blossoms of flowers.
Grown of tears and ashes of nightmares and goals that had fallen.now this one is way too long.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorSame here, I hated the repetitive nature of Widow and Astral Planes but I will still go back to watch him perform these live.
It’s like a disease I can’t get away from, but at the same time he still is good live so..
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorArcade Fire- \"Antichrist Television Blues\"
Don’t want to work in a building downtown
No, I don’t want to work in a building downtown
I don’t know what I’m going to do
Because the planes keep crashing always two by two
Don’t want to work in a building downtown
No, I don’t want to see it when the planes hit the groundDon’t want to work in a building downtown
Don’t want to work in a building downtown
Parking the cars in the underground
The voices when they scream, well, they make no sound
Want to see the cities rust
And the troublemakers riding on the back of the busDear God, I’m a good Christian man
I’m your boy, I know you understand
That you got to work hard and you got to get paid
The girl’s thirteen, but she don’t act her age
She can sing like a bird in cage
Oh Lord, if you could see her when she’s up on that stageYou know that I’m a God-fearing man
You know that I’m a God-fearing man
I just got to know if it’s part of your plan
To see my darling stand by your right hand
I know that you’ll do what’s right, Lord
For they are the lanterns and you are the lightNow I’m overcome
By the light of day
My lips are near
But my heart is far away
Tell me what to say
I’ll be your mouthpieceInto the light of a bridge that burns
As I drive through the city with the money that I earn
To the dark of a starless sky
I won’t stare into nothing and I’m asking you why
Lord, let me make her a star
So the world can see who you really areLittle girl, you’re old enough to understand
You’ll always be a stranger in a strange, strange land
Men are going to come while you’re fast asleep
So you better just stay close and hold onto me
If mama’s mockingbird don’t sing well,
Then daddy won’t buy her no diamond ringDear God, would you send me a child?
Oh God, would you send me a child?
Because I want to put it up on the TV screen
So the world can see what your true word means
Lord, won’t you send me a sign?
Because I just got to know if I’m wasting my timeNow I’m overcome
By the light of day
My lips are near
But my heart is far away
But now the war is won
How come nothing tastes good?Oh you’re such a sensitive child
You know you’re such a sensitive child
I know you’re tired, but it’s all right
I just needed you to sing for me tonight
You’re going to have your day in the sun
You know God loves the sensitive onesOh, my little bird in a cage
Oh, my little bird in a cage
I need you to get up for me up on that stage
Show all the men that you’re old for your age
Now in the times of fear
But if you don’t take it, it’ll disappearOh, my little mockingbird, sing
Oh, my little mockingbird, sing
I need you to get up on the stage for me, honey
Show the men it’s not about the money
Want to hold a mirror up to the world
So that they can see themselves inside my little girlDo you know where I was at your age?
Any idea where I was at your age?
I was working downtown for the minimum wage!
And I couldn’t let you just throw it all away
Throw me a kid, God, throw me a knife
So tell me Lord, am I the Antichrist?
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorAfter being at a school jazz ensemble today for 2 hours I have realized something.
I actually really do like jazz, it is quite catchy and the bass playing is pretty sweet.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorâThree Headed Dragon( The Missing Pages 105-189)â
The Three headed dragon comes for you
In the dark space of jealousy it creeps
Into your spine it comes with a needle in your back
To embed the mirror of your infidelities
It turns you paranoid and blank
The leaves will cry once it is over
The grass whispers at the sheer thought of it.
The love you wanted will never be granted
As long as you float on the dividing line of the sky.
Into the sky of masterful fiction and damning puppets.
The first one kneels before you while the other whispers secrets all can hear.
Itâs not a lie when all can see the sun as the moon rises.
The stars shone bright like razors in the sky.
God turns on us with his wicked smiles and grandeur chuckles.
He send his wrath our way for all to navigate.
Fleeing it fear we hope to be the only ones on the sea.
Where all dreams come true when the air is fresh tonight.
We can marvel that of all the lies in the world
Can be taken into account if we just had a map
Because even though the two dragons have their hold on me.
Tempting me with their treasures from within
I can still fathom at the diamonds beneath
And head South to finally catch my mind.sorry about the ridiculous title.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI like those ones as well, I also like Rainy Monday but not as much as the other two.
I can’t remember the album right now because it’s on my other computer.I also like Major Tom although like them better with their first singer.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorAwesome.
Do you have a favorite song from that album?
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI found out about Mew about a year ago from a friend.
They help me occupy my time along with other bands.I used to only be obsessed with one band but realized that there are other good bands besides SP to keep me busy.
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI’ve been listening to Shiny Toy Guns album We Are Pilots.
I used to like them when I was in 10th grade and I started listening to them again. -
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