"The Story I Heard" by Blind Pilot
hey JoJo
yeah, I know your name
I thought I saw you
jump the Utah train
but I could not say
I could not say
heard you tried to
keep your hat on a shelf
marry the women
went off loved someone else
could be as well
I cannot tell
oh no i cannot tell!
hey JoJo
don't you forget your name
might try to keep you
from the man you have been
so don't go that way
don't go that way
oh 'cause the story I heard
is the people are bored
and the measures you take
to wrestle with your lord
all the money you take
all the memories you spill
will he measure your tongue
will he measure your will
oh now
one of these mornings
we'll be the loudest you hear
you'll write a story with firecracker paper
and disappear
you disappear
and disappear
and you disappear
oh cause the story I heard
is the people are bored
and the measures you take
to wrestle with your lord
all the measures you fake
whether your dead or just still
will he measure your tongue
will he measure your will
oh now
one of these mornings
we'll be
we'll be
one of these mornings
we'll be
we'll be home
Had the good fortune to see these guys open for the Decemberists when they played in Milwaukee. One of the, if not THE, best opening bands I've seen. This song speaks to me in parts, the 3rd verse especially.
Hope everyone has a good day.
hey JoJo
yeah, I know your name
I thought I saw you
jump the Utah train
but I could not say
I could not say
heard you tried to
keep your hat on a shelf
marry the women
went off loved someone else
could be as well
I cannot tell
oh no i cannot tell!
hey JoJo
don't you forget your name
might try to keep you
from the man you have been
so don't go that way
don't go that way
oh 'cause the story I heard
is the people are bored
and the measures you take
to wrestle with your lord
all the money you take
all the memories you spill
will he measure your tongue
will he measure your will
oh now
one of these mornings
we'll be the loudest you hear
you'll write a story with firecracker paper
and disappear
you disappear
and disappear
and you disappear
oh cause the story I heard
is the people are bored
and the measures you take
to wrestle with your lord
all the measures you fake
whether your dead or just still
will he measure your tongue
will he measure your will
oh now
one of these mornings
we'll be
we'll be
one of these mornings
we'll be
we'll be home
Had the good fortune to see these guys open for the Decemberists when they played in Milwaukee. One of the, if not THE, best opening bands I've seen. This song speaks to me in parts, the 3rd verse especially.
Hope everyone has a good day.
noreins:
Thanks. I have yet to destroy it, I spent quite some time on it and it's hard to bring myself to paint over it, even though I don't listen to them.