Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.
Against the Law to Talk about the Rocket In the Park
Hey you, hey you, devil's little sister,
Can't close my eyes
Goodday sunlight, I'd like to say how truely bright you are.
They want to see me cry,
I'm searching for my god.
I must be brave, come, come what may.
Ring around the roses,
Something takes a part of me.
My shadows, shedding skin and
Slow nights, so long
Send me an angel.
The sky is fallin'
Don't fret precious, I'm here, step away from the window.
Well you done done me and ya know I felt it.
Hello darkness my old friend
Oh say please do not go.
If you want to know how to fly high,
She is the day that gives me time.
Key
Things I'm Gonna Do by Rasputina
Twisted Transistor by Korn
Can't Take It In by Imogen Heap
Shelter by Jason Mraz
Joseph by Tricky (who is my latest brand of awesome)
Spine by Android Lust
At the Opera Tonight from the Repo! A Genetic Opera Soundrack
Shoots and Ladders by Korn (you'd think I have an amazing amount of Korn on my list but my randomizer just seems to favor them.)
Freak on a Leash by Korn (it's the unplugged version with Amy Lee of Evanescense which is soul shattering)
Forty-six and 2 by Tool
Slow Nights, So Long by Kings of Leon
Send Me an Angel as covered by Zeromancer
The Sky is Fallin' by Queens of the Stoneage
Pet by A Perfect Circle
I'm Yours by Jason Mraz
Sounds of Silence by Simon and Garfunkel
Oh, It Is Love by Hellogoodbye
Transylvanian Concubine by Rasputina
She Is by Sufjan Stevens (Tim Buckley cover)
I love doing these. It's fun to see how eclectic my music tastes are, and how they come up when they're thrown in a random list. And actually, I kinda like that poem too :)
- Location:Submurged in a blanket
- Mood:
sick - Music:See above...


Comments
That’s Great It Starts With an Earthquake
Wake up, kids, we’ve got the dreamer’s disease
Friday night I crashed your party
Hey, your glass is empty
I guess I’m picky with love
Seems like everyone else has a love just for them
Say it’s only a paper moon
She’s got a way about her
You said the world was magic
Many times I tried to tell you
She was born in November 1963
Ninety miles outside Chicago
You say I only hear what I want to
Every breath you take
When I think of heaven
Come a little bit closer
In a world we call our home
There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done
Dig if U will the picture
I will remember you
I guess I wasn’t the best one to ask