Franz Nicolay
앨범 : To Us, The Beautiful!

"Take the corners hard and fast  Hope the tread will hold  The nights were hotter  The days seemed so much colder when  You were younger and living in Boulder  Remember what kind of child you were  Serene and savage, sensible of grace and cruelty  Just waiting for the fates to fall in place.   And that taste of freedom made you salivate  It’s a delicacy  The only thing sadder than an old hippie is a young hippie  When something’s gone, it’s gone  And I’ll thank you for your generosity  I will collapse to the best of my ability  Across your body, and the borderline.   In a cracked mirror in the bathroom  I watched the English beat the Welsh  Over hotel room service  I took stock, and the coroner’s word for it  It’s a crime, it’s a crime  And we do it to each other the same way every time  When the police come and put the screws to me  I will collaborate to the best of my ability  With your body, and the borderline.   Well, let’s settle this with a little game of rock, paper, scissors, shark,  Neutron bomb, eternal dark, apocalypse, then judgment.  And pretty soon we’ll figure out all that it meant was   Oil rainbow in the road, rock salt to melt the snow  You took out a personal, it said “Likes: yelling Celts  Night people, blast beats, dry heat in a concrete bunker.”  It’s like a dueling scar  Ram Dass sticker on her stepdad’s Volvo in the yard   Take charcoal for the heartburn  Fennel for the morning sickness  The glow around the bathroom door, soon extinguished.  Clouds evolve into rain  Rain slick to chase the heat  I will forget to forget you  And retreat across your body, and the borderline."