[CosmicStar]

well all the apostles-they're sitting in swings
saying "i'd sell off my savior for a set of new rings
and some sandles with the style of straps that cling best to the era"
so all of the businessers in their unlimited
hell where they buy and they sell and they sell all their
trash to each other but they're sick of it all
and they're bankrupt on selling
and all of the angels
they'd sell off yer soul for a set of new wings and anything gold
they remember
the people they loved their old friends
and i've seen through'em all seen through'em all and seen through most everything
all the people you knew were the actors
all the people you knew were the actors
well, i'll go to college and i'll learn some big words
and i'll talk real loud
goddamn right i'll be heard
you'll remember the guy that said all those big words he must've
learned in college
and it took a long time
i came clean with myself
i come clean out of love with my lover
i still love her
loved her more when she used to be sober and i was kinder

-Bankrupt on selling--ModestMouse

I will still be up by fall
I'll still be up by fall either way
Still be up by fall
I'll be still to hear the call either way

Street of thought
In all your bones
Hold your place and
Save your throne
Lie awake supine and golden
Wait for grace
It's time

Mind over time
Mind over time

Sleight of fate
And borrowed clothes
Songs of places
No one knows
Draped in lace we all lean over
To greet the great
It's time

Mind over time
Mind over time

Street of thought
In all your bones
Hold your place
And save your throne
Lie awake supine and golden
Greet the great its time

Mind over time
Mind over time
It's mind over time
It's your mind over time
Mind over time--Interpol

Murals make it right, how can that explain
Nobody can tell what the hell they’re even saying
No one sees it’s easier to change
No one sleeps and no one stays awake
No one complains

And I’ll find wherever you go
And I’ll help with things you don’t know
And I’ll get you out of the show
And I’ll find wherever you go


It's things you have to give and never come around
There's opportunity to tread instead of drown

Remarks will make the living settle down
They call them markets instead of towns
They like how it sounds


Most of us are wrong, most of us agree
Must have been the wrong message we received

If you gotta choose I've gotta change
And if you've got the truth I've gotta trade
And if you've (got a feud I've got a fade)
My heart will wear you out, yeah
My heart will wear you down, yeah
My heart will wear you down
Wherever you go--Built to Spill



I could continue for daysss