rocky volotato: white daisy passing

04.07.06

Please slow it down
There’s a secret magic past world
That you only notice when you’re looking back at it
And all I wanna do is turn around

I’m going down to sleep on the bottom of the ocean
Cause I couldn’t let go of the water at the setting sun
Cause I couldn’t let go of the passing moment gone

Passing white daisies, taking turns
Close the door walk to the street
Catching raindrops on your tongue
And for a minute it all stops
But it won’t last man, just a passing moment gone

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  1. Rocky… Suicide Medicin ist einfach die beste Platte…. läuft hier auf “Heavy rotation”
    immer weiter in meinem Kopf:
    Suicide Medicine

    a brain that never stops ticking / sometimes an on-off switch would sure come in handy / a mind that’s constantly cutting up and dissecting / looking for answers committing murders along the way

    is it the red wire or the blue wire / just pick one and cut / it just doesn’t matter anymore / or did it ever / cause I could never control when the bomb would explode / oh god I love you / I mean forever / I left my body behind to break the news / looks like it’s over / please remember all of the things I never got a chance to say / like you look smashing in your fourth grade picture the one that we hung by the door / in our house that was so beautiful / there in our little home

    if this medication upsets your stomach / take it with crackers bread or a small meal / we understand it won’t do shit towards the cure / but if you buy this I promise you’re gonna like the way it makes you feel

    is it the red wire or the blue wire / just pick one and cut / it just doesn’t matter anymore / or did it ever / cause I could never control when the bomb would explode / oh god I love you / I mean forever / I left my body behind to break the news / looks like it’s over / please remember all of the things I never got a chance to say / like you look smashing in your fourth grade picture the one that we hung by the door / in our house that was so beautiful / there in our little home

    Comment by Olli — 06.07.06 @ 10:38 am

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