A Hand To Take Hold Of The Scene Okkervil River

the TV Oh, oh, is there a hand to take hold of the scene?

Title Track Okkervil River

All of the stage names evaporate And it's just a blood flushed and heart rushing rates Either to kick off too soon or stick around too late To be far too dear or too cut rate Hold my hand again like at

Okkervil River Ciaran Lavery

Okkervil River on the radio, you never heard them before Remember when your dad gave you hell and you cried on the bathroom floor And we saved all our money for the day we'd up and get away We never said

You Can't Hold The Hand Of A Rock And Roll Man Okkervil River

This week's cash for last week's grass your crew collates While you sit in the van and wait Gassed and trashed and smashed, young cads roasting away On a sunny summer day or, okay, an August night anyway

A Glow Okkervil River

Come into the den, come into the den You've got a glow Climb into my arms with blood on your clothes You've got a glow And you're no one's but mine And nobody knows the land where he's lying No heat in

Black Sheep Boy Okkervil River

Here I am back home again I'm here to rest All they ask is where I've been Knowing I've been west I'm the family's unowned boy Golden curls of envied hair Pretty girls with faces fair See the shine in

So Come Back, I Am Waiting Okkervil River

There's plenty of time to make you mine tonight, there's plenty of time to make you mine.？？짖€？？？？ He says ？？짖€？？"There's plenty of ways to know you're not dying, all right.

The War Criminal Rises and Speaks Okkervil River

The heart wants to feel. The heart wants to hold. The heart takes past Subway, past Stop and Shop, past Beal's, and calls it ？？짖€？？"coming home.？？짖€？？？？ The heart wants a trail away from ？？짖€？？"

Kansas City Okkervil River

The river is deep and the river is wide, and the girl that I love is on the other side. She wants to move to Kansas City: ？？짖€？？"Move, pretty baby, where the sky is so blue.？？짖€？？？？

Our Life Is Not A Movie Or Maybe Okkervil River

s just a bad movie where there's no crying Handing the keys to me in this Red Lion Where the lock that you locked in the suite Says there's no prying When the breath that you breathed in the street Screams

Dead Faces Okkervil River

짖€" we go laughing and running down to the water, there by the sea where the body just floats like a rowboat and the moon's like a harbor light lit in the sky.

John Allyn Smith Sails Okkervil River

of 1972 Broke my bones and skull And it was memorable It was half a second and I was halfway down Do you think I wanted to turn back around And teach a class Where you kiss the ass that I've exposed to

Okkervil River Song Okkervil River

Down by Okkervil River slow silent thick and black, I stared into the water, and the water it stared back.

Last Love Song For Now Okkervil River

Take my sword from the slaughter Melt it down into vapor, and my armor, too I hear hot blood flap and flutter From your temple to shoulder And all through you When you hold on to me it isn't easy When

A Favor Okkervil River

Rapt in Star Wars sheets With my hand across your belly We waded through the watercolor We waded through the watercolor And drunk in your parents' house Junk coming out of your mouth We were buried in

Unless It's Kicks Okkervil River

What gives this mess some grace Unless it's kicks, man Unless it's fiction Unless it's sweat or it's songs What hits against this chest Unless it's a sick man's hand From some mid-level band He's been

A King And A Queen Okkervil River

Make a scene, but don't lie on the bed, laid out like you're dead, because honey, you're murdering me. Be a little sheep learning who'll shear and who'll feed. The hands come and they leave.

And I Have Seen the World of Dreams Okkervil River

And I have seen the world of dreams, Fresh-flown through the trees then dropped off at the curb Alive, have seen the world awake, And I don't know which I deserve.

The Velocity of Saul at the Time of his Conversion Okkervil River

Loosen the wire, your time has expired, the only word left is ？？짖€？？"goodbye.？？짖€？？？？ In my new dream the light's shining on me, little needles of sodium unstitch the seams of the sky.

Song About a Star Okkervil River

Ports of call: where it's fabulous, after all of this watching himself just crawl. Think you see him? He's not there, that's just light that's not yet dead.

Just Give Me Time Okkervil River

This red-haired girl of mine tore a pinecone from the pine To cut into her palm, singing the song her sinking lover sung I shut my eyes, ripped the train from off the line But a sudden gust of snow blew

Maine Island Lovers Okkervil River

To cheat on Maine islands - days of laughter, nights of sighing. To love without ceasing - flowering orchards, salty sea-things. To say without shyness ？？짖€？？"unreal city, you have killed me.？？짖€？？？？

It Ends With A Fall Okkervil River

You want to cut me off because I took too much, but don't leave me alone. Take off your scarves, your winter coat. The night's too cold.

Get Big Okkervil River

Once we get to the end of this song, then it will begin again.？？짖€？？？？ So you said in our bed. I was watching light slip through blinds to find your skin. ？？짖€？？"

Seas Too Far to Reach Okkervil River

The ladies in my dream are so obliging. They come on down to do the things I need. Whether skies are calm or cut apart by lightning, they're always there to minister to me.

Dead Dog Song Okkervil River

Sam, bless him, has died and left this home, the woodchucks running wild, the bushes overgrown. Slip unseen into the skein of trees, slide through dusky grasses and scatter his ashes.

Listening To Otis Redding At Home During Christmas Okkervil River

Home is where beds are made and butter is added to toast. On a cold afternoon you can float room to room like a ghost. Take the cr？？？？？？짢che out and argue about who gets to set up the kings.

For Real Okkervil River

Some nights I thirst for real blood For real knives For real cries And then the flash of steel from real guns In real life Really fills my mind And I really miss what really did exist When I held your

Westfall Okkervil River

And they're going to take me and throw me in prison. I ain't coming back again. When I was younger, handsomer and stronger, I felt like I could do anything.

A Stone Okkervil River

You love a stone, because it's smooth and it's cold. And you'd love most to be told that it's all your own.

Lady Liberty Okkervil River

I can picture you inside some stranger's house, inside some stranger's bed - you're trying to seem mysterious, the covers pulled over your head.

Plus Ones Okkervil River

No one wants to hear about your 97th tear So dry your eyes or let it go uncried, my dear I am all out of love to mouth and to your ear And not above letting a love song disappear Before it's written And

Another Radio Song Okkervil River

Sit back, no song is written It's nothing you thought of Yourself It's just a ghost, came unbidden To this house This infection gets stronger every year This seed in the water of your tear There is no

Happy Hearts Okkervil River

Why must happy hearts break so hard, leave you curled up in the back seat of a car, staring up at the windshield? When will broken hearts learn how to heal?

The Room I'm Hiding In Okkervil River

There once was desperation Now just medication The bathroom walls have always been so scribbled on Just like your skin But that's the room I'm hiding in Is just a vindication So hang the flag at half-mast

Song Of Our So-Called Friend Okkervil River

> Remember when our so-called friend would not call out to you while tumbling loosely out a hole punched through your home?

Blanket and Crib Okkervil River

And it's more than you'll be able to take standing up straight. And it won't be okay. And you won't be somebody who it's just happening to, because it's a trap that you, and only you, have laid.

The Latest Toughs Okkervil River

Ask for proof, because if you're dying to be led they'll lead you up the hill in chains to their popular refrains until your slaughter's been arranged, my little lamb, and it's much too late to talk the

Red Okkervil River

Red is my favorite color, red like your mother's eyes after awhile of crying about how you don't love her. She says ？？짖€？？"

Black Sheep Boy #4 Okkervil River

Bleeding black sheep boy, mirror in pieces, turn the receiver, trace the police station line to my number, and number my reasons for this paranoia, for these accusations, for each night that the numbers

Yellow Okkervil River

You can only talk so much about things That are never, ever going to happen. My brother's at home with his dog and his cat And his wife is at a friend's.

A Girl In Port Okkervil River

Let fall your soft and swaying skirt Let fall your shoes, let fall your shirt I'm not the lady-killing sort Enough to hurt a girl in port Marie's gone blonde and lost a stone She lay on her lawn, spun

Missing Children Okkervil River

"Kids get lost Lands out wandering Bigger, blacker, things go following Then into a patch of forest Somebody once planted for this Songs not over, phone's still ringing Eyes still rolling, eyes still clinging

My Bad Days Okkervil River

Where we open up a foreign door with a pair of foreign hands. Where we find ourselves alone at the foot of a pair of foreign stairs. Dear Mother, you know how our bad days can catch us unawares.

In A Radio Song Okkervil River

Black, black sheep boy, blue-eyed charmer, head hanging with horns from your father - oh, in a cold little mirror you were grown, by a black little wind you were blown, alone, alone, alone.

The President's Dead Okkervil River

The president's dead, the radio said, Dear friends, is it not so horrible? A shot through my heart, like a knife right through bread, The newspaper said the president's dead.

Savannah Smiles Okkervil River

open I only read one page and then put it away Talk about your big mistakes, hey, Shan, nice going Photos show no tears, in her eyes All those pretty years gone by I just cannot believe, could do that to

No Hidden Track Okkervil River

What if there's no hidden track No journey there, no journey back The rain falls down upon the same old grass The rain falls down The rain falls down The rain falls down What if there's no secret word

No Key, No Plan Okkervil River

> When I'm hosed and they're closing in, maybe only then, really, I'll try to get right with myself.

For the Enemy Okkervil River

So in the night we might get lost in our fright. So in the day softly we'd flow, floating away.