"Song of the week"
On the subject of Music“Vampire” by Pink Mountaintops
you blew fire in my heart when i was frowned
you laid me coffins and laced them with gowns.
and how i did lick that spot on you neck
that sent shivers up under your dress
no light of the sun could suck out the life of my love.
kiss me
please kiss me
i’m done turning blue
i’m headed to the darkness
i’m on the loose
a lover who simply won’t lay down and die
vampire
you can suck out the blood
but you can’t kill the heart of my love
vampire
you can suck out the blood
but you can’t kill the heart of my love
creatures in flight
let’s be creatures of the night
creatures in flight
let’s be creatures of the night
creatures in flight
let’s be creatures of the night
you can suck out the blood
but you can’t kill the heart of my love
"Song of the week"
On the subject of Musicwont you lay hands on me
mirror my malady
transfer my tragedy
Got a curse i cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
when the moon is round and full
gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish
My mind’s aflame
We could jet in a stolen car
but i bet we wouldnt get too far
before the transformation takes
and bloodlust tanks and
crave gets slaked
My mind has changed
my bodys frame but god i like it
my hearts aflame
my bodys strained but god i like it
My mind has changed
my bodys frame but god i like it
my hearts aflame
my bodys strained but god i like it
Charge me your day rate
ill turn you out in kind
when the moon is round and full
gonna teach you tricks that’ll blow your
mongrel mind
baby doll i recognize
you’re a hideous thing inside
if ever there were a lucky kind it’s
you you you you
I know its strange another way to get to know you
you’ll never know unless we go so let me show you
i know its strange another way to get to know you
we’ve got till noon here comes the moon
so let it show you
show you now
Dream me oh dreamer
down to the floor
open my hands and let them
weave onto yours
Feel me, completer
down to my core
open my heart and let it
bleed onto yours
Feeding on fever
down all fours
show you what all that
howl is for
Hey hey my playmate
let me lay waste to thee
burned down their hanging trees
it’s hot here hot here hot here hot here
Got a curse we cannot lift
shines when the sunshine shifts
there’s a cure comes with a kiss
the bite that binds the gift that gives
now that we got gone for good
writhing under your riding hood
tell your gra’ma and your mama too
it’s true
we’re howling forever
"Phoenix Desert"
On the subject of UncategorizedI took a trip outside of Phoenix and got the chance to take some great pictures.
The pictures of the chapel and other structures are part of the Superstition Mtn. Museum for more information of the museum click here: http://www.superstitionmountainmuseum.org