Wednesday Song
The Be Good Tanyas performing "Scattered Leaves." Enjoy:
posted by JMW at 1:15 PM
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
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4 Comments:
Maybe if I could understand one word of it
besides the title, I might get something out
of it. Sorry, son!
Mom
jw, i don't mean to give the wednesday song, which i'm sure is lovely, a hard time, but (at the risk of seeming hopelessly un-hip) i can't get past the band's name. could you please explain (or at least comment on) the aesthetic principles behind the naming of bands these days? i'm flummoxed.
Hmm. Well, they're Canadian. Maybe that explains something. I don't know, search me. I just like how they sound. (The apple falling several miles from the tree, in this instance).
Oh, and here are the lyrics, if they'll help. (I'm guessing they won't.)
Don't you go looking so surprised, baby don't you look so stunned
Didn't I tell you that a cold november'd come?
And deliver the leaves from green to red,
To blowing in the wind stone dead
Well I never used to notice this awful quiet, mmmmh
And fall was just the calm before the next spring riot, mmmhh
Of wildflowers and lunatic rivers -
sweat jumping off of the skin of love givers, mmh (in the park)
scattered leaves don't lie
aw' now baby, baby, quit your cryin'
like everything that ever mattered, scit-scat scattered
like every love word you heard
but that's just the way when you walk your days
in the beauty of this world
pretty little disappointments all in a row
been about a year since you disappeared through my door
and now you come back with your head on straight,
but I got no love or hate left for you, girl
you must be the daughter of the late, late rose - I'm November's son
and I'm here to tell you, honey, ooh what's done is done
yeah, I been claimed by the wind and the rain
there ain't no going back, naw there ain't no going back again (for us now)
repeat chorus
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