Marit Peters lyrics

Home Journal Archives List of Uncool List of Cool Uncool in College My CD's Modified Images Obscure Lyrics Links Guestbook Marit Peters is very cool. I don't know anything about her at all, so that sucks, but she has a great album called Dead Reckoning that you should order from Amazon.com or wherever else you can find it. Here are the lyrics from that album. All are written by Marit Peters except where otherwise indicated: "Angels Hovering" "Beautiful Girls" "Marie" "Dinosaur" "Theater" "Shiny Things" "Watering Eden" "Mother's Mantle" "Noah's Ark" "Let the Happiness In" (by David Sylvian)
Angels Hovering in this godless time i hold you up to my angels every one of them pales at your feet our bridge is waterlogged time does nothing but continue to rain and just because i'm on my knees that does not mean that i believe i'm only doing everything that everyone expects of me i guess it could be that angels hover over me but i prefer the view from under you i'm too smart to make a deity of you but i have settled for a morsel word Nothing kills me i can live through anything that you can dish so why not one more dagger, darling Don't I look like I can take it? i have a nasty habit waiting for a moment like your latest news when you lay her down to sleep i beg my God my soul to keep from my own noose well nothing kills me i can live through anything i've angels hovering yeah nothing kills me i can live through anything i've angels hovering.	Beautiful Girls We have the same mother you beautiful girls when you wash your face do you see what I see when you brush your teeth and leave for work in the morning you're a four course holiday we live with our hands we eat with our eyes do you see what I see is it ever enough when you look at me What do you see beautiful girls down to the bone If only I could show you the view from my head when you talk to me and I wish I could take your word for it when you comfort me maybe I'm biased what if I am it's not for lack of reason and I'm only your sister but this is my peace are you listening what do you see beautiful girls down to the bone.
Marie Give the girl a gun Marie one, me nothing finish the job Marie you never leave anything undone and do take the stand she says I guess you do the best you can but we know that's never gonna be good enough for anybody it sure was not good enough for me The hair shirt you gave me is clogging the drain I am missing the final means so put me down Marie don't just leave me here bleeding over myself if this is all that's left of the last six years then the rest are yours alone Call me the weak link the loose thread the drunk on your porch after two a.m. knocking on wood I'm breaking eggshells tippingo n my toes wearing ten hats and your clothes there's something it's like to be you looking down so put me down Marie don't just leave me here bleeding over myself if this is all that's left of the last six years then the rest are yours alone.	Dinosaur If I stay in this tree would you take a seed and put it down over there I'll leave you a watering can cause I can't plant you from here I stayed for tea it was dangerous isn't that what an artist is You and your dinosaur who I'd seen before said "you'll never be alone again" You hid my coat and took off my clothes and I took you in your bed me naked superman capeless and barely able in a basket on a doorstep You jumped out of bed and you ran down the street with your bottles and your bats I flew through the door with my halo in hand but your angels were already there Now I have my tree and you have yours and the coast is clear not a demon in the yard just this dinosaur.
Theater by Marit Peters July has done with me what winter does to cherry trees you picked a few before they were ready you could not wait for the season running its course wiping your mouth and spitting the pit out you say I've never been the one you fell in love with two and one half years ago. who was I then? I'm afraid of losing a life I never had and I've lost the part of myself that knows how things are wish I could be jagged in your apathy I cannot shudder myself in fold up, cold girl wish I could hang a sign that says "too jaded; do not disturb" but the windows are open and god damn this front door I cannot keep it closed you could walk right in and ruin my theater and walk right out again and I'm afraid of losing a life I never had and I've lost the part of myself that knows how things are.	Shiny Things These pretty flickering lights when you come over are delicate pieces of paper on fire I'm burning Something has to be wrong with these glittering things I'm too much I'm never enough I'm an archive of expectation These shiny things we're showing each other are shaking my knees and making me lonely I'm too old for this and I've been through a war and my heart is exhausted and begging for more and I'm burning.
Watering Eden We are gardeners aren't we we can't stand a pale weed we shake our fists at the drought that stole the green I see you each morning doing your recycling I know your head its pounding heaviness Is anyone out there Is anyone out there Cause I don't think I can live without it We slip on dryness we fight our madness we water Eden and love our silence we fake our gladness we clink our glasses we love to think there's no one out there Is anyone out there Is anyone out there Cause I don't think I can live without it I saw you outside today as I was driving away you were watering a hidden garden We are gardeners aren't we we can't stand a pale weed we shake our fists at the drought that stole the green.	Mother's Mantle Maybe it wasn't really like that maybe that wasn't what you saw Maybe those weren't her hands behind her back maybe you were never there at all cause you know the fruit of stretching truth just to be a little more and memory doesn't really count in love or war but it comes to you like third year training wheels and six or seven candles when they ask just tell them about the photo of the family on your mother's mantle here's one taken at the shore here we are shoulders and hands it's right here color proof of happiness maybe I was only mad I hate to bring this up again this old house of make believe with its sheets and forts and treasure chests of weaponry but it comes to me like third year training wheels and six or seven candles if they ask I tell them about the photo of the family on my mother's mantle
Noah's Ark My heart is failing Daughter won't you take me One last time to the harbor I used to be younger Used to be a drunkard But liquor doesn't love me anymore Can't you see all I ever wanted Was to build an ark for my family From my flood I tried to lift your bodies What the hell did I expect from a young fisherman I was a good girl Until I met your father Until I fell enamored of living on the edge His days are numbered they always were I tried to kill him once in self defense Can't you see all I ever wanted Was to get back home to the ocean From his flood I tried to spare our daughter What the hell did I expect from a young fisherman Here am I father I'll drive you to the water Take you through the harbor One last time And I will leave you there pining the almighty past-time Dying in the arms of the ocean Can't you see all I ever wanted Was someone to stay with me But I loved a no good man like you What the hell did I expect from a young fisherman.	Let the Happiness In by David Sylvian Waiting on the empty docks Watching the ships roll in Waiting for the agony to stop and let the happiness in Watching as the gulls all settle down on the empty vessels The faded whites of their wedding gowns The sons of hopeless helpless snails The cold December sun The cold that blisters The hands of a working man wasted Waiting on the empty docks Watching the ships roll in Longing for the agony to stop and let the happiness in Listen to the waves against the rocks I don't know where they've been Waiting for the sky to open up and let the happiness in Cause it's coming on.
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