Sleater-Kinney "Get Up" |
And when the body finally starts to let go let it all go at once not piece by piece. but like a whole bucket of stars dumped into the universe. Whoooh! Watch it go! Good-bye small hands, good-bye small heart, good-bye small head My soul is climbing tree trunks and swinging from every branch They're calling on me, They're calling on me they're calling on me... (I am fine) They're calling on me, They're calling on me they're calling on me... (I'm not fine) Do you think I'm an animal? Am I not? Do you like fur (I'm alright) Do you wanna come over Are we captive only for a short time (I'm not right) Is there splendor, I'm not ashamed Desire shoots through me like birds singing (The way you move no ocean's waves were ever as fluid) They're calling on me, They're calling on me they're calling on me... (I am fine) They're calling on me, They're calling on me they're calling on me... (I'm not fine) I hit the mark! I target moon, I target sky, I target sun. Fall down on the world, Fall down on the world, Fall down on the world before it falls on you. Like beggars, like stars, like whores, us all (I'm alright) Like beggars, like dogs Like stars, us all (I'm not right) Shoot straight for my heart (And when you were near no sky was ever quite so clear) Like stars, so small Like us. when we fall (I am fine) Like beggars, like whores Like lovers, Oh, Get Up! Get up...too far. Oh, Get Up! Get up...too far. Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |