"Universe is laced around your wrist"

I am a CarTalk fan. And one of my favorite things about that show is the intermissions; when they play music that is overtly or subtly related to cars or car culture. Even though that music is often country, and is f-ing terrible; I really think the way a subject is translated through different artforms is interesting.

I have been trying to keep a mental list of those kinds of things as related to my medium, but my ability to store such things in my (nearly) 36 year old brain is waning. So I will share some of them here on occasion. The first two are:

Spill Canvas' Bracelets:

I found fountains of imagery that are passing
Through me like a knife
From a group of friends that prefer to attack from the back
I'm trying to grasp concepts of your dimensions
While my universe is laced around your wrist
I am the bracelet you sport
I am everything that you have ever missed, and more

I was hoping I could tell you this with two feet on the ground
But I don't think I can talk, because I'm not very stable right now

In this dream that I had....
"You can't kill heroes"-that's what we said to them
"You can't kill us"
With our instruments broken before us
And the boys in the line they begin to count to five
And the trigger pulls
The bullets pepper the brick wall behind our heads
And the smoke, it fills the air
The captain yells to cease fire
And the squad begins to wait and stare
As the dust clears the air, and we're still standing
With smiles on both our faces
We spit their faulty ammo to the ground
And remind them once again
With smiles on both our faces
We spit their faulty ammo to the ground
And remind them once again that you can't kill heroes

I was hoping I could tell you this with two feet on the ground
But I don't think I can talk, because I'm not very stable right now
No, I'm not very stable right now

The song:

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and Panic at the Disco's Northern Downpour:

ntastic posing greed
Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea
For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me

And then she said she can't believe
Genius only comes along
In storms of fabled foreign tongues
Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely

The ink is running toward the page
It's chasin' off the days
Look back at both feet
And that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me

Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn
Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the world's a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely

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