Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - (I'll Love You) To The End Of the World

It was a miracle I even got out of Longwood alive
This town full of men with big mouths and no guts;
I mean if you can just picture it
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass
And all the drunks pouring out of the dance halls
Staring up at the smoke and the flames;
And the blind pencil seller waving his stick
Shouting for his dog that lay dead on the side of the road;
And me, if you can believe this
At the wheel of the of the car
Closing my eyes and actually praying;
Not to God above but to you, saying:

Help me, girl; help me, girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal
And your long dark curls

Some things we plan
We sit and we invent and we plot and cook up;
Others are works of inspiration, of poetry;
And it was this genius hand that pushed me up the hotel stairs
To say my last goodbye
To a hair as white as snow and of pale blue eyes
[saying:]
I gotta go; I gotta go
The bomb in the bread basket are ready to blow
In this town of men with big mouths and no guts
The pencil seller's dog, spooked by the explosion
Leaping under my wheels as I careered out of Longwood
On my way to you waiting in your dress
In your dress of blue

I said:
Thank you, girl; thank you, girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal
And your long, dark curls

And with the horses prancing through the fields
With my knife in my jeans and the rain on the shield;
I sang a song for the glory of the beauty of you
Waiting for me
In your dress of blue

Thank you, girl. Thank you, girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal
And your long, dark curls

The Kills - 103

Last days in LA you saved me baby from
Strange times
You catch me cooking in the kitchen, looking in
To the fire
Love will probably bake the burning at the stake, a step with me
Under the last palm tree and
Sip a little water from the dirty fountain, this'll be
The sum of it all

Oh, oh, oh
Keep me on the tip of your tongue
Oh (oh) oh
It's 103 in the sun

You don't know what you got
Or what you want but LA's hotter
Since you made me so damn low
You don't know what you want
Or how to stop when LA's not
What you've seen in me before

But I, I
Blame it on the summer
Yeah I, I
Blame it on the summer

These nights we've been tearing are temporary, but
Spit shines
Surfing the current on an eighty-proof serpent, your
Red eyes
Love above the radar heart, riding soaked up to the nines
Sitting on blocks and
Every elevator in the city says it's going up
When it's on the rocks and

Oh (oh) oh
Keep me on the tip of your tongue
Oh (oh) oh
It's 103 in the sun

You don't know what you got
Or what you want but LA's hotter
Since you made me so damn low
You don't know what you want
Or how to stop when LA's not
What you've seen in me before

But I, I
Blame it on the summer
Yeah I, I
Blame it on the summer
Yeah I, I
Blame it on the summer
Yeah I, I
Blame it on the summer

The Mars Volta - Que Dios Te Maldiga Mi Corazon

So many crosses she could nail you to
But I think that this one will do
Dripping initials from rotting fruit
Look in the mirror and say it three times
¿Qué dice el espejo que se cayó?
Alma vítrea
Que dios te maldiga, corazón

Slow the drip down
Una voz desde la niebla oscura
Mi cruz al revés lo escondió

Don't block the view
Silhouette of a silhouette
Time stamped
No, nothing of proof
Silhouette dice
Silhouette of his control
Has no one considered he'd run?
Stole your breath when he's got it
This is a silhouette of his control

Yes, it's loaded, that thing is loaded
He'd always leave it in the safe by her portrait
Yes, it's loaded, that thing was loaded
He'd flash it at you with a hint of a smile
Loaded, loaded
She feeds her young by remote
With children who conspire to feast on the world

Sharon Van Etten - Mistakes

I walk down the road,
Let my body wake up by the way
You’ll move.
Skate round the room,
See my body ache, my body shake
Boom boom.

Even when I make a mistake
Even when I make a mistake, mistake, mistake
It’s much better than that.

I dance like Elaine
But my baby takes me to the floor
Says “more, more”...
Eyes close to stares.
My baby takes, my body shares.
Lights flare.

Even when I make a mistake
Even when I make a mistake, mistake, mistake
It’s much better than that.

When I make a mistake
Turns out it’s great, it’s great, it’s great.
I’m much better than that.
It’s much better than that.

Even when I make a mistake
Even when I make a mistake, mistake
Turns out it’s great
Even when you’re late, you’re late, you’re late
It’s much better than that.
It’s much better than that.
It’s much better than that.

Florence And The Machine - Choreomania

And I am freaking out in the middle of the street
With the complete conviction of someone
Who's never had anything actually really bad happen to them
But I am committed, now, to the feeling

I don't know how it started
Don't know how to stop it
Suddenly, I'm dancing
To imaginary music

Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death

And this is the end
And I'm thinking about her
Driving around in the backseat of a car
I'll be your demon daddy

And do they speak to you?
'Cause they speak to me, too
The pressure and the panic
You push your body through

Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death

It is that just because it has not been resurrected in your image?
Like if Jesus came back, but in a beautiful dress
And all the evangelicals were like, "Oh, yes" (oh yes, oh yes, oh yes)
Oh, yes (oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes)

Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death (something's coming, something's coming)
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death (something's coming, something's coming)

Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death (something's coming, something's coming)
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death (something's coming, something's coming)

Arcade Fire - End of The Empire I-III

I. Last Dance

One last dance
Here at the end of the empire
Makes me cry
Watching the moon on the ocean
Where California used to be
It's not half bad, oh
Spend half your life being sad, woah
Well, don't be scared, oh-oh
Just chronically impaired, oh-oh
Just take my hand, oh-oh
Standing at the end of the American Empire

One last song
Here at the end of the movie
They seemed so sure
At lеast that's the way I remembеr the war
When New York used to be
It's not half bad, oh-oh
Spending half your life being sad, woah
Don't you weep, oh-oh
Half your life fast asleep, oh-oh
Feeling uninspired, oh
Standing at the end of the American Empire

II. Last Round

And we know that it's time to go
Heard the news on the radio
One last round before we go
Through the pale atmospheric glow
And the oxygen's getting low
Sing a song that we used to know
One last round before we go
One last round before we go

III. Leave The Light On

(So sad)

Didn't use to get high
Didn't use to drink and I
Didn't use to think I
Could ever dream about losing you

Didn't use to get low
This time of night and I
Didn't use to walk home
In the morning light
Without you
Without you

Didn't use to get high
Didn't use to drink
Didn't use to think I
Could ever dream about losing you, you
But I do

It’s you and I, it’s do or die
Suicide mission, baby by my side
We got one life and half of it’s gone
You know I can’t sleep with the television on

Didn't use to get high
With you by my side
(Leave the light on)

Lykke Li - HAPPY HURTS

Look for you on every street
Drop down in my seat
Flying memories
Look for you on every street
Drop down in my seat
Flaming memories
You put me in the middle
Now we're back on the road we started
You played me like a fiddle
You pass me by

Silver Chevy
Happy hurts
Never ready
Summer burns
Silver Chevy
Drive away
Back to her

Nothing's ever evergreen
Unwrite the last scene
Erase my memory
Still got your other woman
That's not what you said you wanted
I loved you like she couldn't
She's passing by

Silver Chevy
Happy hurts
Never ready
Summer burns
Silver Chevy
Drive away
Back to her

Sky song, sky song, sky song
If you dive, I dive, I dive
Sky song, sky song
Sky song, sky song, sky song
If you dive, I dive, I dive
Sky song, sky song

Did you mean what you said
With your hand in my hand
That you never let go? Oh, no
Did you mean what you said
With your hand in my hand
That you never let go? Oh, no

St. Vincent - Northern Lights

If you say it is, then I guess it is
What you say it is, but I don't feel anything
'Cause your pendulum is in swing again
Yeah, your pendulum hasn't swung back in

It's a champagne year full of sober months
Through my maudlin days, through my dry moments

I saw the Northern, Northern Lights
Convinced it was the end of times
I saw the Northern, Northern Lights

Gotta get young fast
Gotta get young quick
Gotta make this last
If it makes me sick

I saw the Northern, Northern Lights
Convinced it was the end of times
I saw the Northern, Northern Lights
Convinced it was the end of times

I saw the Northern, Northern Lights
I saw the Northern, Northern Lights
I saw the Northern, Northern Lights
I saw the Northern, Northern Lights

The Gathering - When We Fall

Can you hear me
Can you hear me

The oceans of our sorrow
And tears we've shed
The colors of new seasons
We wander everywhere
Where no one ever wandered
We find our ways
Through cloudless days of sunlight
We rise, go on, then shine

Across the worlds we hide
Between divided lands and shores we glide
The distance to our visions of tomorrow
Drawing near
Drawing near

When we fall, when we fall
When we fall, when we fall
Can't you see it's tearing me apart
When we fall, when we fall
Can you hear me

The land of dreams we found
Direct descendant of our gods recrowned
As the sunset our conquest disillusioned
Pale and grey
Pale and grey

The oceans of our sorrow
And tears we've shed
The colors of new seasons
We wander everywhere

When we fall, when we fall
Can you hear me
When we fall, when we fall
Can you hear me
Can't you see it's tearing me apart
Can you hear me
When we fall, when we fall
Can you hear me

Red Hot Chili Peppers - The Heavy Wing

Golden light streaming from your eyes
Give me a piece of the real thing
And I live with you this life

Stripped and clean
A restless wolverine
An eloquent part of the whole dance
And I stray

Tell the whole world to slow down
We gotta get off and we gotta go 'round
Tell the whole world to roll down
The window is broken, forever unspoken
Only whenever

Oh, I know that it's only gold
And I come slow now for everything
The heavy wing
Oh, I know that it's only gold
And I bleed into your pleasantries
The memory
Chemistry

Death to rise
Subtraction of advice
The criminal ties of my rival
And I'll roll these dice

Cold supply
Scraping to get by
Blatantly flooding the low rise
And I'll throw this knife

Trace me now through your innocence
Tell me it's part of the program I started
Space me now through your citizens
Tell me it's part of the whole plan now
Breaking my slow hand

Oh, I know that it's only gold
And I come slow now for everything
The heavy wing
Oh, I know that it's only gold
And I bleed into your pleasantries
The memory
Chemistry

Oh, I know that it's only gold
And I come slow now for everything
The heavy wing
Oh, I know that it's only gold
And I bleed into your pleasantries
The memory
Chemistry