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Elias Graves

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Turn on the TV
Turn up the sound
Your mouth's in motion saying something profound
You wanna talk
You wanna weep
You want attention baby, I just wanna sleep 'cause...

You're just talking in circles
Like a merry go round
You're just talking in circles spinning around

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About a girl in a coma, from my song "Celia" (can be heard on the myspace in the signature.)

"Oooh what a peaceful girl, we pray you're blessed. Oooh not in this world, and not in the next..."



About inequality, from my song "In This City" (not online at this time.)

"A man makes his bed from a box in an alley
Another man walks arm in arm with his girl
A man hails a cab he

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About a girl in a coma, from my song "Celia" (can be heard on the myspace in the signature.)


"Oooh what a peaceful girl, we pray you're blessed. Oooh not in this world, and not in the next..."




About inequality, from my song "In This City" (not online at this time.)


"A man makes his bed from a box in an alley

Another man walks arm in arm with his girl

A man hails a cab he

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In a slam poem he was working on here a while back KennethNishimot used the phrase "antifreeze sweet".


Just two words and so much there for me. I liked that a lot and still do.

 

 

Interesting phrase. Antifreeze, of course, is made from polyethylene glycol, related to ethylene glycol, a sweetener. Dogs will lick the stuff up to their demise. That is a cool way of illustrating the things that seem so good, yet turn out so bad.

 

Drugs, promiscuity, gluttony, greed, etc. What else can you tink of that falls into that category? Might be some good fodder there.

 

EG

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My best set of lines was this:

Unspoken worlds scream
A life in the past, yet unlived
Of riches once but no longer seen
Appreciation deserved but unserved
Here's to life 1 month ago
And Karma's retribution just

I wrote it on a bus going home one night on my laptop after ending it with the girlfriend. I felt like all those nights together was simply a dream we had

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One of my favorites from my writings


Save your secrets

Don't let him take them from you

He doesn't need to know about

What you left behind.

 

 

That's nice. There are some very talented people around here. I feel outta my league. I had a teacher once tell me to always associate with people better than you; it's the only way to improve.

 

EG

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I'm reasonably proud of these two


We lived in a lonely house
Behind a black iron gate
Where the rail goes around the bend
It's a feral, overgrown estate

We stayed up 'till the dream dam broke
Burning incence and melting wax
At night you can tell the time
From the howling on the tracks


and

Weekend smoke drifted from our hands
And filled the sky as the jets passed overhead
Above the hiss and scrape perfect moments pass
Softer than felt, smoother than glass


And finally, not exactly my favorite, but a line from Gay Chedwisk from the House of Love that stuck in my mind:

I shower you in grain

WTF? That line is so bizarre I love it. I always thought I was mishearing it, but that's actually it. It's so odd!

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Favorite line...hmmm


I wanna bag you like some groceries

 

 

That line worked for me once. The outcome of which I wrote about in "Oklahoma State Line Blues."

 

I headed south

To New Orleans

Hard about good times on Bourbon Street

Food and drink

Out all the time

To a country boy that sounded pretty sweet

I indulged

A little much

I suppose that's where my troubles all began

I woke up

With an ugly girl

In retrospect I think she was a man

 

I got the Oklahoma state line blues

Been roamin around trying to find a clue

I got the Oklahoma state line blues

Time to go home I got nothin left to lose

 

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That line worked for me once. The outcome of which I wrote about in "Oklahoma State Line Blues."


I headed south

To New Orleans

Hard about good times on Bourbon Street

Food and drink

Out all the time

To a country boy that sounded pretty sweet

I indulged

A little much

I suppose that's where my troubles all began

I woke up

With an ugly girl

In retrospect I think she was a man


I got the Oklahoma state line blues

Been roamin around trying to find a clue

I got the Oklahoma state line blues

Time to go home I got nothin left to lose


EG

 

 

Where's the bag and grocery lines?

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Memorable lines. Let's see...

 

From Townes Van Zandt, "To Live is to Fly":

 

Days up and down they come

like rain on a conga drum

Forget most, remember some,

but don't turn none away.

 

Everything is not enough

and nothing is too much to bear

Where you've been is good and gone

All you keep's the getting there.

 

To live it to fly, low and high

So shake the dust off of your wings

and the sleep out of your eye.

 

 

As for me, one of my best moments might be:

 

Come to Halcyon House, it's like nirvana

Hear Grateful Dead with Keith and Donna

Smoke all the mari-that you wanna

You'll want to stay until manana.

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Memorable lines. Let's see...


From Townes Van Zandt, "To Live is to Fly":


Days up and down they come

like rain on a conga drum

Forget most, remember some,

but don't turn none away.


Everything is not enough

and nothing is too much to bear

Where you've been is good and gone

All you keep's the getting there.


To live it to fly, low and high

So shake the dust off of your wings

and the sleep out of your eye.


 

 

Amazing song. It's been too long since I've last heard it.

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Maybe not my best but the start of my newest..


Holed up in this dirty hotel room
With smoke and powder and impending doom
and death is waiting right outside the door

But you keep checking to see him come
Maybe he just wants to get him some
The man in the mirror I don't know no more

When you wake up weary it's time to go
Somethings for real, sometimes for show
But be gone before the ashes hit the floor

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I love this thread. There are a lot of talented lyricists here.

I think it is so hard to pick favorites from my songs. Each one is special in its own way, kinda like children. Maybe my favorite single line, in reference to a girl in traffic...

She's a hand yeller, like Helen Keller
And traffic vigilantes want to get into her panties


But my favorite verse is in a song about my real problems with addictions, and how they've screwed up my relationships with people around me. My band doesn't like this song so much, because it is pretty meloncholy, and we're more of an upbeat party band.

So I made a promise to my liver
One that I could not deliver
Not unlike the one I made you all those years ago.
Now that bottle keeps on calling
Into its grip I keep on falling.
To hell with all those preachy people that I used to know.
You wanted me to prove I loved you.
The only proof I had was 80.
I spent the night alone
And learned something I should've known
Booze ain't no substitute for a lady

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