dream of me like you would the setting sun
soon, sooner than you think i would be gone
say my name, say it like a mantra to put you to sleep
sing, sing it as a dying man's song
'cause i've got 68 days to live
and i've got nothing much to give
i'm ebbing away, what else can i say?
my glassy eyes they stare out away
mind severed, body covered
hands clutching, soul gasping
'cause i've got 68 days to live
and i've got nothing much to give
but you don't have to grieve
just believe that i'll always be with you
20 December 2009
the late isabel * follow (the mad march)
info:
darbuka - Budeths Casinto
follow
tip-toe, shhh...
do you hear the foot falls?
hold down, be still
whose are those cat calls?
come now, the wait
has been long, quite long
take me, i've been dying
to go deep down in me...
where madness is bliss
pop your eyes out of their sockets
where the hue of night is black,
blue and tangerine and green
where the other me is me
the others are nameless
wherever, everywhere
not a care
nothing to spare
where madness is bliss
pop your eyes out of their sockets
where the hue of night is black,
blue and tangerine and green
hee-hoo...hee-hoo
where i am queen
of my jesters and freaks
laugh with me, laugh
my hyenas laugh with me
where madness is bliss
pop your eyes out of their sockets
where the hue of night is lack,
blue and tangerine and green
follow..
follow..
follow..
follow me..
darbuka - Budeths Casinto
follow
tip-toe, shhh...
do you hear the foot falls?
hold down, be still
whose are those cat calls?
come now, the wait
has been long, quite long
take me, i've been dying
to go deep down in me...
where madness is bliss
pop your eyes out of their sockets
where the hue of night is black,
blue and tangerine and green
where the other me is me
the others are nameless
wherever, everywhere
not a care
nothing to spare
where madness is bliss
pop your eyes out of their sockets
where the hue of night is black,
blue and tangerine and green
hee-hoo...hee-hoo
where i am queen
of my jesters and freaks
laugh with me, laugh
my hyenas laugh with me
where madness is bliss
pop your eyes out of their sockets
where the hue of night is lack,
blue and tangerine and green
follow..
follow..
follow..
follow me..
the late isabel * fingers around the wine glass
in your wild strides infinity glides
beauty for no-one face etched in glass
silhouettes and shadows
faces light up and bodies bend low
lead them through dark corners
through windswept streets
and lonely towers
i hear them whisper a name
the sound of a bleeding heart's flame
fingers around the wine glass
red ripples sweet and simple
shower them chrysanthemums
as you are thrown into blissful tantrums
radiating borrowed warmth
soothing and compelling
out of reach even as we speak
detachment makes you weak
angel with serpent eyes
did i hear your muffled cries
when secrets are laid out for you
there's nothing you could possibly do.
beauty for no-one face etched in glass
silhouettes and shadows
faces light up and bodies bend low
lead them through dark corners
through windswept streets
and lonely towers
i hear them whisper a name
the sound of a bleeding heart's flame
fingers around the wine glass
red ripples sweet and simple
shower them chrysanthemums
as you are thrown into blissful tantrums
radiating borrowed warmth
soothing and compelling
out of reach even as we speak
detachment makes you weak
angel with serpent eyes
did i hear your muffled cries
when secrets are laid out for you
there's nothing you could possibly do.
the late isabel * midnight city
info:
backing vocals - Allan Hernandez & John Pete Agcaoili
midnight city
walk swift
as the night shifts
dampen my lips
wet earth on my fingertips
past the flicker of lights
on moonlit nights
(i can see nobody close)
parading down
is the sorry clown
(who's to know where she could go?)
i am tiptoeing, no way of knowing
take everything save for my heart..
she weeps
as the day creeps
sandman crosses
up a flight of stairs
he blows his kisses
walks are long and lonely
down midnight city
the streets are dark and empty
down midnight city
backing vocals - Allan Hernandez & John Pete Agcaoili
midnight city
walk swift
as the night shifts
dampen my lips
wet earth on my fingertips
past the flicker of lights
on moonlit nights
(i can see nobody close)
parading down
is the sorry clown
(who's to know where she could go?)
i am tiptoeing, no way of knowing
take everything save for my heart..
she weeps
as the day creeps
sandman crosses
up a flight of stairs
he blows his kisses
walks are long and lonely
down midnight city
the streets are dark and empty
down midnight city
the late isabel * dead eyes
info:
backing vocals - Allan Hernandez & John Pete Agcaoili
darbuka - Budeths Casinto
dead eyes
nothing like the sparkle of dead eyes.
it blinds me like the colors of a dead sky--
pluck out the lifeless stars and cry, cry...
ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh
your tears fall like cheap jewels
trick luster, somber shine
stare right through pieces of me
picasso-shatter hue
is that a wink is that a blink?
i think i'm going to sink.
ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh
oh, but your smile like sapphire
i could get used to you
and the stare of those
dead eyes
matisse-revelry hue
nothing like the sparkle
of dead eyes
i could get lost with you
staring with dead eyes
loving dead eyes
backing vocals - Allan Hernandez & John Pete Agcaoili
darbuka - Budeths Casinto
dead eyes
nothing like the sparkle of dead eyes.
it blinds me like the colors of a dead sky--
pluck out the lifeless stars and cry, cry...
ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh
your tears fall like cheap jewels
trick luster, somber shine
stare right through pieces of me
picasso-shatter hue
is that a wink is that a blink?
i think i'm going to sink.
ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh
oh, but your smile like sapphire
i could get used to you
and the stare of those
dead eyes
matisse-revelry hue
nothing like the sparkle
of dead eyes
i could get lost with you
staring with dead eyes
loving dead eyes
the late isabel * doll's head
i did what i had to do
a madding voice told me to
rip the head off the baby doll
lying in bed out the window
down, down the street
off the end of the block
where a council of cats
chit-chat, "Go rip it,too."
oh, look at those
baby blues.
one claw buried
down those
baby blues
see her head tossed
around and about.
pretty pout. what a girl!
see her curls
like a can of worms--
and she squirmed.
"i saw you do that."
don't ruin my bed you're dead.
a madding voice told me to
rip the head off the baby doll
lying in bed out the window
down, down the street
off the end of the block
where a council of cats
chit-chat, "Go rip it,too."
oh, look at those
baby blues.
one claw buried
down those
baby blues
see her head tossed
around and about.
pretty pout. what a girl!
see her curls
like a can of worms--
and she squirmed.
"i saw you do that."
don't ruin my bed you're dead.
14 December 2009
the late isabel * the rising tide
info :
vocals - wawi navarroza
lyrics - allan hernandez
The Rising Tide
it's whispering scarlet-colored moments that take my breath away
and the swirling cacophony of dissonant voices cursing the days
to stroke the dying ember into the raging fire
teary-eyed scraping the recesses of the mind
it's dream ride carrying me through the rising tide
a carnival of tears, the reckless and the fierce
the passing of the years will never shelter me
from the bleak pictures of moments captured
not a smile, not even a last goodbye
and so it passes as everything must pass
like a light filtering through the brocken window
dissonant voices cursing the days, happy faces
hiding the restless and stroke them into a raging fire
teary-eyed scrapig the recesses of the mind
it's a dream ride carrying me through the rising tide
vocals - wawi navarroza
lyrics - allan hernandez
The Rising Tide
it's whispering scarlet-colored moments that take my breath away
and the swirling cacophony of dissonant voices cursing the days
to stroke the dying ember into the raging fire
teary-eyed scraping the recesses of the mind
it's dream ride carrying me through the rising tide
a carnival of tears, the reckless and the fierce
the passing of the years will never shelter me
from the bleak pictures of moments captured
not a smile, not even a last goodbye
and so it passes as everything must pass
like a light filtering through the brocken window
dissonant voices cursing the days, happy faces
hiding the restless and stroke them into a raging fire
teary-eyed scrapig the recesses of the mind
it's a dream ride carrying me through the rising tide
the late isabel * carrying you like a baby
info: The Late Isabel - OPM (original pinoy music) goth band
this song may not be as 'catchy' as their My Favorite Things but listening to the lyrics and transitions of different sound, i really do prefer this much much more. sung by Allan Hernandez - lyric writer and guitarist of The Late Isabel.
Carrying You Like A Baby
what i say now, listen carefully now,
i whisper to you with a hollow breath now:
my hand pressed against your heart
the wicked hand gags your mouth
kissing stars...
and the mirror peers
surreptitiously now
cutting shards of glass
i am pain i am pleasure
i am the sound of silk against skin...
and now i start carrying you like a baby
and how you would cry like a penitent man
would i really want to love you now?
when how i could and would wound you now?
moonlight shines from your flushed skin
beautiful creature, you daze my heart
and you will calm my sorrow
beautiful blue-blanket girl
and i will hold on to you
till i bleed for you
this song may not be as 'catchy' as their My Favorite Things but listening to the lyrics and transitions of different sound, i really do prefer this much much more. sung by Allan Hernandez - lyric writer and guitarist of The Late Isabel.
Carrying You Like A Baby
what i say now, listen carefully now,
i whisper to you with a hollow breath now:
my hand pressed against your heart
the wicked hand gags your mouth
kissing stars...
and the mirror peers
surreptitiously now
cutting shards of glass
i am pain i am pleasure
i am the sound of silk against skin...
and now i start carrying you like a baby
and how you would cry like a penitent man
would i really want to love you now?
when how i could and would wound you now?
moonlight shines from your flushed skin
beautiful creature, you daze my heart
and you will calm my sorrow
beautiful blue-blanket girl
and i will hold on to you
till i bleed for you
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