pointless

Today outside my office window, I watched about 10 guys tear up a block of perfectly normal pavement, and put down new blacktop in it's place. They did this in about 5 different places in our parking lot. These were not pot hole repairs, there was nothing wrong with the pavement they were replacing... yeah... an exercise in futility.

So, on a completely different note, I have recently discovered a liking for the band Thriving Ivory. The guy's voice took me a really long time to get around, but the music and the lyrics are just too... I am not sure of the word... but I liked them too much to let his voice drive me away. None of the links on youtube are worth listening to, but they do have a CD out and stuff you can download... I am including the lyrics for the song that I am currently addicted to.

Hey Lady

She checks her pulse, gotta know if her heart's still beating
And the hospital's, not far if anything should happen here

She's bored in a week, big dreams but nothing material
And I refuse to believe that love is for the weak
I'm not vulnerable

Hey lady, don't give up on me
Don't burn your heart out love
Till we're ash over seas
Hey lady, said I don't wanna fight
Like pretty girls need cowboys
I need you here tonight

She screams for more
More than just some blue eyed metaphor
And the trouble is, the trouble is, she's always searching
The hour's late, don't wanna hear that it's all gonna end soon
No I'm not crazy I'm in control, and all of my friends still know

Hey lady, don't give up on me
Don't burn your heart out love
Till we're ash over seas
Hey lady, said I don't wanna fight
Like pretty girls need cowboys
I need you here tonight

I'm on one knee, lover please
How can I put it more simply?
And I wait, for your invitation
And I'm so so so, so over waiting
I'm on one knee, lover please
How can I put it more simply?

Hey lady, don't give up on me
Don't burn your heart out love
Till we're ash over seas
Hey lady, said I don't wanna fight
Like pretty girls need cowboys
I need you here tonight

1 comments:

    On 6:10 AM, September 26, 2008 Anonymous said...

    The voice of the artist is what usually grabs me first. If they don't have the voice, I usually tune out before listening to the lyrics. FYI.

     

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