music & lyrics: re: stacks Sunday, May 11, 2008 musical chimes
no other song has provoked such emotions as bon iver's 're: stacks'. the song wears me down but makes me happy at the same time. such a song like this should shared.
this my excavation to and today is kumran
Everything that happens is from now on
This is pouring rain
This is paralyzed
I keep throwing it down two-hundred at a time
It's hard to find it when you knew it
When your money's gone
And you're drunk as hell
On your back with your racks as the stacks as your load
In the back and the racks and the stacks are your load
In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load
I've twisting to the sun I needed to replace
The fountain in the front yard is rusted out
All my love was down
In a frozen ground
There's a black crow sitting across from me; his wiry legs are crossed
And he's dangling my keys he even fakes a toss
Whatever could it be
That has brought me to this loss?
On your back with your racks as the stacks as your load
In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load
In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load
This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization
It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away
Your love will be
Safe with me
Labels: bon iver, music lyrics, re: stacks
music & lyrics: Je N'En Connais Pas la Fin Sunday, October 14, 2007 musical chimes
I remember accidentally meeting Merri Cyr, his friend and the photographer of Grace, at a small art gallery a few years ago. I couldn't help asking her something she most likely heard a million times over but she smiled quietly and answered all of my questions. Then last night, this song comes on and I remember that first time I played his music. I recalled how excited I was to possibly see him play live. I started searching for touring dates but I was too late. He had passed away three months prior to my search and all I could do is listen to Grace on repeat.
I used to know a little square
So long ago, when I was small
All summer long it had a fair
Wonderful fair with swings and all
I used to love my little fair
And at the close of everyday
I could be found, dancing around
A merry-go-round that used to play...
"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"
All summer long my little fair
Made everyday like a holiday
Night after night it used to play
And people came there from so far away
And everyone sang that little tune
All around town you heard it played
Even Pepi from Napoli
He sang to Marie
This serenade...
"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"
All summer long my little fair
Made everyday like a holiday
Night after night it used to play
And people came there from so far away
And everyone sang that little tune
All around town you heard it played
Even Pepi from Napoli
He sang to Marie
This serenade...
"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"
I can't forget my little square
Even though I'm so far away
I can't forget my little fair
Maybe it's still there, still there today
I sometimes hear that little tune
playing in a dream of long ago
And in my brain runs the refrain
That old French refrain I used to know...
"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"
Labels: je n'en connai pas la fin, jeff buckley, music lyrics
