Thursday, July 15, 2010
"Brian Eno." MGMT can write one hell of a song.
So tired
Soul searching
I followed the sounds to a cathredal
imagine my surprise to find that they were produced by Brian Eno
past the gates
quite stark
the roses trimmed and the windows dark
I see the walls through a limestone crack
not red not blue not yellow but black
and all this space is left for you
if the sky was synthesized you'd probably know
he taught me many things
the wisdowm of o bleak stratagems
the prophet of a sapphire soul
presented through creative freedoms
and everything i say is true
cuz if i was telling lies it'd probably show
i can tell that he's kind of smiling
but what does he know? (what does he know?)
we'll always be a step behind him, he's Brian Eno
Brian Eno
when I was stuck he'd make me memorize elaborate curses
tinctures and formulas to ditch the chori and flip the verses
my whole foundation came unglued
when i tried to humanize by ambient light
dipping swords into metaphors yeah but what does he know?
we'll always be a step behind him he's Brian Eno
Brian Eno!
he promised pretty words and all the silence
I could dream of
Brian peter George St John Le
Baptiste De La Salle Eno
well all alone by the oldest stone where the shade
trees grow (what does he know?)
the creature by the water feature with a
ghostly glow (Brian Eno)
he's making sure that time's preserved
well we reap what we sow
we'll always be a step behind him he's Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Well I can tell that he's doing well now
But what does he know?
Brian Eno
We'll always be a step behind him (cuz I don't know)
Brian Eno
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