Wednesday, December 21, 2011

SONG!

Meredith Davern
Some Sappy Love Song #1



Love is crazy
Love is kind
Love is cruel
Just give it some time

The craziest things just rule my mind
But I am always left behind
Many say that love is blind, but not from what I see

 Love is crazy
Love is kind
Love is cruel
Just give it some time.

And certainly you’ll find your dime
Heartbreak comes to those who try
Is  love worth wanting to die
But that one fear
That one lonely tear
The beginning of an end
And broken hearts can mend
All of the rules will bend
But let’s hope it won’t make you lose your head
Or that love isn’t found once you’re dead

Love is crazy
Love is kind
Love is cruel
Just give it some time

Monday, December 12, 2011

Vermillion

Meredith Davern
Vermillion
Twisted and mangled, the body at the bottom of the stairs had no hope. She was gone. Dressed up and ready for a night out, but she is left to die. The only word to ever be heard is the shrill scream of the name “Vince!” 
Long slender legs carry her beautifully curved torso brought together with a shapely- but not over bearing- frame. A small neck plastered onto a petite figure with high cheek bones and cat-like blue eyes. Her eyes and ravenous red hair that shine in the light and peach skin so soft it looks like if you took a bite it would be sweet and full of juice.  A body of such creation covered in blotchy purple spaces and scabs. The red color of her hair brings out her bloodshot eyes. Arms and the spaces between her toes are tainted with needle marks. Picking and prying marks lie all over her face from nights of fiending and withdrawal. The glow that used to be alive is replaced with yellow, pale, jaundice skin. The shine in her hair and eyes is gone. She has turned hollow.
 Though she still returns, the woman beaten by all who love her is not a woman at all. She acts like a child. When she is high life is great. The thrill of toxins running through her veins is the only thrill that keeps her alive.   
The bruises are always just accidents.  “Oh, I fell…”
“He doesn’t mean it! He doesn’t mean it! It was my fault!” The lies she spit sting like venom. She knows that she is lying, and I know she is lying to me. Why do we pretend any differently? Why can’t she just leave him? Why can’t she put down the needles? Why do I still try to save her?  
An illusion of her former self; she tries to pick her life back up, but they always come back. The lure of love and dopamine are too much, and her will power is never strong enough. She crawls back every time, and hates herself for it. A beautiful body ruined with scars from self mutilation, and a life of abuse.  
She used to console me. She used to be there for me. She used to be better. The night she came home forever is a night that I’ll never forget. Everything started off like any normal Friday night. People heading out and getting messed up, old factories are transformed to clubs by speakers and lights. Buildings ready to fall apart with rust covering every available space, and you feel dirty just touching the walls.  The clubs were tweakers hang out and dance for hours and hours, and there are so many drugs on the dance floor no one knows exactly what they are getting. All the clubs were piling up with people, and one of them was my red head beauty. Her eyes full and pupils dilated taking in every bit of light that crosses the dance floor. Playing with the shadows on the wall and being scared of the ghosts hidden only behind her thoughts. Bouncing light and dancing shadows played tricks on her eyes. Her nose began to bleed, and the intense feeling of paranoia filled her instantly like light in a dark room. She began running throughout the club, screaming for help, but there was no one following her. She found a set of stairs and ran until she made it to the roof; where she took her last “fall”.    
Why did I have to treat her like nothing? Why did I have to beat her? Why did I show her the drugs? How could I have killed the only beautiful woman to ever say my name?

Wednesday, December 7, 2011


She seems dressed in all the rings
Of past fatalities
So fragile yet so devious
She continues to see it
Climatic hands that press
Her temples and my chest
Enter the night that she came home
Forever

Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)

She is everything and more
The solemn hypnotic
My Dahlia bathed in possession
She is home to me

I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worse
But the stress is astounding
It's now or never she's coming home
Forever

Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)

Hard to say what caught my attention
Fixed and crazy, Aphid attraction
Carve my name in my face, to recognize
Such a pheromone cult to terrorize

I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me

(Yeah!)

(oh-oh)
I'm a slave, and I am a master
No restraints and, unchecked collectors
I exist through my need, to self oblige
She is something in me, that I despise

I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me

SHE ISN'T REAL!
I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!
SHE ISN'T REAL!
I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!

She isn't real (She isn't real)
I can't make her real (can't make her real)
She isn't real (She isn't real)
I can't make her real (can't make her real)

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Perty Analysis APENGLISH CHEA!

Meredith Davern
Petry Analysis

Shifting from weather to woman in “The Street”, Ann Petry utilizes human personification, immense detail, and bleak imagery to give the wind character and “discourage” Lutie from remaining on “The Street”.

The life like personification of nature draws Lutie off of the street, and into the safety of a new home. The wind “drove most of the people off the street” and tries to “discourage” Lutie from remaining outside. “Fingering its way” through buildings and being physically violent; “the wind grabbed their hats…stuck like fingers inside their coat collars”. The wind makes its subject feel uncomfortable, and “naked”. The wind “twisting the sign” at first away from Lutie, but then the wind “held it still”, but only for a moment so that she could read the sign. Realizing her search was over, Lutie found her apartment, and a new warm home.
The use of great detail shows the winds true intrusiveness and power over the story. “The wind lifted Lutie Johnson’s hair away from the back of her neck…she felt suddenly naked, and bald, for her hair had been resting softly and warmly against her skin.” The wind did just blow past her, but the detail helps to create the winds character. Describing such exact details like feeling “naked” alludes to an uncomfortable feeling out on “The Street”. The exact time of year and street “November wind blowing through 116th street” helps the reader to feel the “rush” of the cold fall wind. The precise use of adjective lends a hand to the feel of the wind not just blowing past people, but violating them. The wind “rattled”, “fingered”, “pushed”, and “grabbed” at pedestrians. The detail makes the windy day seem like an attack. The details truly encourage Lutie to find a warm place to be.
Imagery throughout “The Street” creates a melancholy tone, and really gives the reader the true feel of being there. The detail throughout the passage also helps to create an image. The image of a cold “November” day comes to mind as the wind “rattles the tops of trashcans, sucked window shades out through the top of opened windows and set them back against the windows.” Not only the images come to life, but so do the sounds. Someone reading would only be able to image a cold autumn day with “violent” wind causing trashcans to rattle and shades to whack against buildings. The image of leaves and scraps of paper “heavy waxed paper that loaves of bread had been wrapped in, the thinner waxed paper that had enclosed sandwiches, old envelopes, newspapers”, and “hats” rolling along the sidewalk.  All the imagery shows how uncomfortable and “naked” Lutie felt searching for a new home. “The Street” is portrayed as a “violent”
“The Street” is a tough force to recon with. The wind’s “violent assault” helps to “discourage” Lutie, but the hope of a new home keeps her going. Realistic imagery paints the picture of an unforgiving wind on a cold November day. The use of great detail shows the winds perseverance and determination. The personification makes the wind into a character instead of just a force of nature. All elements are trying to get Lutie off of the “The Street”, and into the safe haven of a new home.             

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

SA2 Sweet Child O' Mine.

Meredith Davern
Moving between third and first person Guns N’ Roses in “Sweet Child O’ Mine”, utilizes loving hyperbole, memorable personification, and peaceful imagery to show how one’s love can remind them “of a warm safe place”, and childhood innocence.  
The hyperboles throughout “Sweet Child O’ Mine” express the artist’s deep feelings for the subject. “She’s got eyes of the bluest skies.” The artist wants the listener to picture a beautiful woman with amazing attributes. He exaggerates her beauty in order to paint a picture. He also professes that he would “break down and cry” if she left him. Breaking down implies that he would just stop, and it is impossible to just stop everything. He also uses “break down and cry” to tell what he would do if he stared too long. Only a truly powerful picture can evoke tears on command. That image has to cause an influx and just rush of emotion. The hyperbole has the power to paint an amazing picture. The image has to be so perfect and so out of reach because that is how the artist views the subject. She is just to amazing to behold.
Personification helps to create the idea of childhood memories. “Now and then when I see her face…takes me away to that special place” just the image of her cannot take him away anywhere. Her presence reminds him of carefree days. “Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place” The hair is like a child’s safety blanket. The blanket is safe; just like when kids hide from monsters under the covers. The blankets cannot protect anyone, only provide comfort. The smell and feel of the subject’s hair brings the artist to memories of the innocent days of hiding behind mom’s hair; just like when a toddler meets new people. “She’s got a smile that it seems to me reminds me of childhood memories” the artists sees his life in the subject’s facial features. Now a smile cannot regenerate memories, like a photo album, but her smile brings him home. When he sees her face he is reminded of more innocent days. The innocence’s brings out true love. When love is so innocent that a person can be happy just sitting next to one another that is honest and one hundred percent love.
Peaceful and loving, Guns N’ Roses displays beautiful imagery. Using simple phrases like “fresh as the bright blue sky” brings around the image of a gorgeous sunny day. The moments that are so perfect in life are always pictured during a beautiful say. No one picture’s their wedding in the pouring rain. “Bluest skies” brings to mind an ocean, and “She’s got eyes of the bluest skies” creates the idea of swimming in the subject’s eyes. Her beauty is so captivating that no one can look at her without melting. And the artist being reminded of a “warm safe place” also reinforces the idea of a summer day. “Where as a child I’d hide” helps to realize the naïve nature of the song. The childhood idea and peaceful imagery display the artist’s feelings for the subject. The song brings to mind a peaceful summer day, and two people madly in love.
The song “Sweet Child O’ Mine” by Guns N’ Roses brings together non-traditional aspects to create a famous song. The rock music in nature paired with a sweet and loving message is mind boggling. The imagery paints a picture of the most beautiful day available, and the most attractive woman anyone has ever seen in your life. Personification brings the lyrics to life, and showcases many innocent and childlike aspects to love. The hyperbole brings to life the artist’s attachment to the subject, and shows how much the artist cares for the subject. The song truly brings out the idea of innocence in love.             

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Lyrics to Song Analysis #2

Guns N' Roses
Sweet Child O' mine

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry

Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine

She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain

Her hair reminds me of a warm, safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/g/guns-n_-roses-lyrics/sweet-child-o_-mine-lyrics.html ]

Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Ooh, sweet love of mine

Where do we go?
Where do we go now?
Where do we go?

Where do we go?
Where do we go now?
Oh, where do we go now?

Where do we go?
Where do we go now?
(Sweet child)
Ooh, where do we go now?

Where do we go?
Oh, where do we go now?
Oh, where do we go ?

Where do we go now?
Where do we go?
Oh, where do we now?

Now now now now now now now
Sweet child, sweet child o' mine

Little Green

by Joni Mitchell   
Born with the moon in Cancer
Choose her a name she will answer to
Call her green and the winters cannot fade her
Call her green for the children who've made her
Little green, be a gypsy dancer

He went to California
Hearing that everything's warmer there
So you write him a letter and say "Her eyes are blue"
He sends you a poem and she's lost to you
Little green he's a non-conformer

Just a little green
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little green
Like the nights when the Northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow

Child with a child pretending
Weary of lies you are sending home
So you sign all the papers in the family name
You're sad and you're sorry but you're not ashamed
Little green have a happy ending

Just a little green
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little green
Like the nights when the Northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow



Born with the moon in Cancer
Choose her a name she will answer to
Call her green and the winters cannot fade her
Call her green for the children who've made her
Little green, be a gypsy dancer

He went to California
Hearing that everything's warmer there
So you write him a letter and say "Her eyes are blue"
He sends you a poem and she's lost to you
Little green he's a non-conformer

Just a little green
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little green
Like the nights when the Northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow

Child with a child pretending
Weary of lies you are sending home
So you sign all the papers in the family name
You're sad and you're sorry but you're not ashamed
Little green have a happy ending

Just a little green
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little green
Like the nights when the Northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow
Meredith Davern
“Little Green”
A shifting point of view allows Joni Mitchell in “Little Green” to employ life juxtaposition, artistic characterization, and hopeful personification to show how life’s hard decisions can “have a happy ending.”
            Moving from through several points of view helps to instill the message of a happy ending. The use of personal pronouns “she is lost to you” makes the song seem like it is happening to the listener. The listener is pulled into the song by the second person narrative, but gets interested as soon as the artist seems to be talking to them. The listener begins to realize how everyone goes through hardships, and they begin to identify with the song. When someone can identify with a song then they can really start to see and feel the emotion of a song. By changing the point of view the listener imagines it in new and different ways. The shift allows that listener to soak in the rest of the song.
            Sad but hopeful Joni uses real life juxtaposition idea to show the bright side of a terribly hard decision. The song shows both the good in giving up a child, but also makes clear how hard it is to give up someone who is loved very much. “And sometimes there’ll be sorrow” shows the hard side of life, but “have a happy ending” alludes to a hopeful ending. The song pulls the idea that one relationship is ending, but a child’s life is beginning out of the lyrics. “So you sign all the papers in the family name. You’re sad and you’re sorry, but you’re not ashamed.” All the adoption papers are signed, and her baby has been taken away, but she knows that it was the right thing to do. The decision was hard, and the outcome is sad for the mother, but it allows that child to have the chance at the life it should have. Instead of living with nothing the baby will have all the options of any other child. 
            Characterization throughout “Little Green” really shows that time and feelings of all involved in the song. “Choose her a name she will answer to” creates the idea of a child in the listeners mind. “Call her green for the children who’ve created her.” The parents themselves are young. “Child with a child” The mother was overwhelmed “pretending” that she can handle having a child by herself. The father is not there “Her eyes are blue”, and has never seen his little girl. “He is a non-conformer” alluding to the idea that he is a hippie and roaming the country. The characterization shows the personality of those involved in the song. They are not mean or vicious people giving up a child, but overwhelmed and trying to look on the bright side of a hard life.
            The repetition of personification throughout the song adds hope to a hard place. “Spring is born” is used several times in the song, and it reinforces that the song has to do with a child; it also provides hope because spring is a time for blooming and beauty. “Just like the nights when the Northern lights perform” happiness can be found in a dark place. The dark night sky can light up with the dancers also known as the Northern lights. The word choice gives the lights the ability to dance across the night sky. Using both phrases throughout the chorus shows how the artist looks on the brighter side of a very hard choice. 
Showcasing literary devices and tools; Joni Mitchell shows a bright outlook and optimism in a bad situation.   

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Analysis number one. Incubus "Stellar"

Meredith Davern
“Stellar” by Incubus
Song Analysis
Moving from a narrative to expressive mood “Stellar”, Incubus utilizes a personal point of view, longing hyperbole, and instilling repetition to show how one person can make another feel “stellar.”
            The point of view in “Stellar” makes the listener think that the artist is talking to them. “How do you do it, make me feel like I do.” The artist seems to feel very close to who ever he is singing to. Repeating the word “you” and asking the audience a question makes the song very personal. Instead of the artist being a stranger it puts the idea that the artist and listener are very close. The song reaches out to the listener.  Saying “you are stellar” has them feel like the artist is close, and “I will hold you close” eludes that the singer wants to protect the person this song is meant for. The song reads more like a poem or love letter rather than lyrics. “I need you to see this place” The artist refers to themselves and wants to share with the listener. Using personal pronouns like “you” and “I” makes the artist and listener sound together. It puts the song on a very intimate level. Them combining them and using “we” makes the artist and listener appear as one. They share a bond with the song. 
               Using hyperbole allows the artist to describe emotion that is impossible in this world. “Meet me in outer space.”  The first line of the song and it really sets the bar for the level of expression in the song. It is clearly impossible to meet someone in outer space, unless they have an amazing hookup with NASA, but the artist means several different things with the statement. The first could mean that the artist wants to go far away from the world and all of its problems. The artist wants to seclude himself with the object of with affection. The quote could also mean that the artist wants to reach the outer limits with his love. He could want to go where no one else has gone. “I will hold you close, if you’re afraid of heights.” The artist wants to protect whomever the song is meant for. He wants to make her feel safe, and keep her from all of her fears. The artist is saying that he would take whoever makes him feel stellar to the end of the galaxy, and protect her from whatever happens to lie there. “It feels to be inside you” the artist is not literary inside someone, but wants the listener to see that he can see beyond just looks. He knows how the person he is singing to is. Her likes and dislikes; her real personality. The artist goes deep down to find something “stellar.”
            Repetition is used to instill the emotion of the song. “Meet me in outer space” is used twice throughout the song. The fist time it is used to tell the listener that the singer wants to get away. The artist wants to run away with the object of the song. Then it is used again to portray safety. The singer promises protection. “How do you do it, make me feel like I do.” The singer repeats this line several times to make the audience think. The artist is filled with such a great emotion from one certain person. He feels the need to write about it, and ask an audience. The repetition just adds to the emotion of the song. “You are stellar” also adds to the emotion, but it is direct. The artist is telling the person that they are amazing, spectacular, and incredible. The person that “Stellar” is about is phenomenal to the artist, and repeating the same lines instills that idea in the listener’s head.   
            The song “Stellar” portrays intense emotion for one person. The use of repetition amplifies the emotion. The lines that are repeated show the artist’s want for one person. Hyperbole exaggerates the artist’s wants, but tells that listener that he will protect them. The artist’s opinion of the subject of the song is not exaggerated. The personal point of view makes the lyrics appear more like a love letter than anything else. The lyrics really show how one person can make another feel “stellar.”     

"Stellar"
Meet me in outer space
We could spend the night, watch the earth come up
I've grown tired of that place, wont you come with me
We could start again
How do you do it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, its better than I ever knew?
Meet me in outer space
I will hold you close, if you’re afraid of heights
I need you to see this place; it might be the only way
That I can show you how, it feels to be inside of you
How do you it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, its better than I ever knew?
How do you do it, make me feel like I do
Do oh oh oh oh oh
You are stellar
You are stellar
How do you it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, its better than I ever knew?
How do you do it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, make me feel like I do, yeah.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Bob Dylon "A Hard Rain's A Gonna Fall" Analysis

"A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall"

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son ?
And where have you been my darling young one ?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son ?
And what did you see, my darling young one ?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand takers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ?
And what did you hear, my darling young one ?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'
I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, who did you meet my blue-eyed son ?
Who did you meet, my darling young one ?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded and hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son ?
And what'll you do now my darling young one ?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the deepths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my songs well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Meredith Davern
“A Hard Rain’s A Gonna Fall”

Transitioning from a curios to bleak mood, Bob Dylon uses morbid oxymoron, silent paradox, and striking irony to show how life is changing and that “a hard rains a-gonna fall.”  
Bob Dylon uses oxymoron’s to show the change and differences. The contrasting ideas portrayed in Dylon’s song show difference in race and between people. “I met a white man who walked a black dog.” The white man symbolizes a controller, and the black dog is on a leash chained to the white man like a slave. The line is a statement against slavery. Bob Dylon also talked of life and death. “I met a young child besides a dead pony.” As a child everyone wanted a pony. It is a dream, and the child being next to the pony sees all of its dreams dead. It is a message to children that not all of their dreams will come true. The singer also “Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the gutter.” The oxymoron is that a clown is happy, and no one would picture a clown crying. The clown proves that everyone goes through hard times and struggles. The hard times turn into crying then silence.
The silence is a paradox. Many people can be saying many things, but if there is no one around to listen; does the voice get heard? “Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listening” whispering is almost silent, but with no one there it is not heard at all. The entire song raises questions because many of the phrases just appear like random babble, but when they come together it creates a message. The words and lyrics portray the idea that everything is changing. Life is not forgiving, and it does not stand still. “A hard rain’s a gonna fall.”
Bob Dylons play with irony proves how the world is full of confusion. “I met a man how was wounded in love” Love is usually an emotion that fills anyone with happiness. People get butterflies, and act like they are in a trance. To see a man wounded in love does not make sense. It is an enigma. “I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken.” Talkers bring to mind mouths, but no one can talk without a tongue. The line also shows how many people are being stifled in their ability to voice an opinion. Many will not be quiet, and they have to be forced to. Their world is changing, and they want to be apart of the change.     
Bob Dylons’ combination of irony, paradox, and oxymoron sends a message to the world. Everything is changing, and much of it is confusing. Humans start off with a curiosity that is enlightening. Taking on new tasks and technologies, but not everyone can keep up with new technology, and humans taking advantage of every resource out there can lead to danger. Humans need to take control, and be cautious to what we are all stumbling into because if we aren’t careful “a hard rains a gonna fall.”

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Well this is how it starts Two lovers in the dark
On the run, from the one That they called Sheriff Spark
Six guns by their side and Bullets around the waist
Two shots to the sky Sing the sound for the chase
The safe was nearly empty and They were nearly free
But were seen by the Good eye of the mean Billie Green
And he screamed at the top of his lungs They're on the run
It's the two wild siders Grab your horses and your guns

I said I wish that
We could stay here,
But I fear our time has come
We could ride out in the darkness
Chasing the rising sun
We gotta pack out bags this instant,
We're heading south-bound to the next town
And if we all arrive there so safely,
Baby you can

Lay me down...
Lay me down...
Lay me down...
Lay me down...

Well it's the story of the two
Always on the move.
They got nothing left to lose
'Cept thier guns and their wounds
Now they're crossing borders
Sherriffs posse on their tail
They'd rather die together
Than be stuck up in a cell.
They drank up all the whiskey and They partied every night
Like it could be the last The bounty said shoot on sight.
So they chased the enless summer Though it came with the pride.
They would'nt stop running till They found a paradise.
But the sheriff finally found them with his eyes seeing red.
So the lovers had to shoot him down And fill em ful of lead
They were finally free To find a place to lay their head
And when they finally did he looked at her and then he said.

I said I think that we can stay here,
Cause I feel our time has come.
And we can walk down to the ocean,
And sit with the rising sun.
So unpcack your bags this instant,
No more running from town to town
And now that we've arrive so safely,
Baby you can

Lay me down...
Lay me down...
Lay me down...
Lay me down...

Well you're my green-eyed girl And I've been running around with you.
It's the afternoon and we got nothing left to do.
So wipe the dirt off, eh Take shirt off,
And we should go hit the cantina, We got work off.
I said it's hot outside Let me go swimming in your eyes.
We've been running for a while
Why don't you lay it on and make smile.
I could never ask for nothing better than this.
It's just tequila and the beach, thats why its salty when we kiss.

I said I think that we can stay here,
Cause I feel our time has come.
And we can walk down to the ocean,
And sit with the rising sun.
So unpcack your bags this instant,
No more running from town to town
And now that we've arrive so safely,
Baby you can

Lay me down...
Lay me down...
Lay me down...
Lay me down... Lay me down...
Thesis: In "Lay Me Down", The Dirty Heads use island piont of view, variend repitition, and sparatic alliteration to show that even in the darkest times having someone to love can make everything worth it.