Song of the Day 1
posted November 4, 2007, 12:14 am | Log In To Post Comments | 
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Tags: Final Fantasy, He Poos Clouds
Song Song Song - Final Fantasy
Got a daughter who'll eat anything
They like to feed her words, words, words
And tell her, Watch for the plague, girl, check your stool
Or we'll send you to reformatory school
And make a man out of you
They'll press what is left into new
They'll press what is left into new
They'll press what is left into new
Out of dust, out of empty space
From the bedroom to the marketplace
You be bold, but not too bold, and frame it all in gold, in gold
Your credibility is broken in two
But we'll press what is left into new
We'll press what is left into new
We'll press what is left into new
Let's sing a song about a woman's rage
Sing a song about an empty stage
A song, a song about how to sing
A song song song about everything!
You're tough, for a girl, and you're smart, for a girl
Stop, stop your ears from burning and fill my stomach with your singing
Concern concern concern yourself with the invisible!
Concern concern concern yourself with the incredible!
Don't turn to motherhood so fast, you have been blinded
There's a word for all you keep inside
And though you try to hide it, we will write it!
Over the summer I became more of a fan of the work of Owen Pallett. I stopped thinking of him as someone who played with Arcade Fire and now understand more fully his own creative output. I'm no good at deciphering lyrics but his songs remind me of the soundtrack of dramatic city life and the general stresses/hardships that go along with it. Basically it reminded me of when I visited Toronto last year. Ah, Toronto. The biggest city in Canada.
Other recommended Final Fantasy tracks: The CN Tower Belongs to the Dead, This is the Dream of Win and Regine, and This Lamb Sells Condos
Comments:
Absolute powerful wording, and a perfect diagnosis of the song to boot. I'm impressed and reading more.
posted on November 4, 2007, 12:57 am
