For a long time now, my favorite (I guess you could call them a breakout band of sorts) band has been Panic! at the Disco. I could never really figure out why I liked their music so much. Until I heard Northern Downpour, that is...
The Northern Downpour, and another song titled Behind the Sea, have a feel that you could really only hear in Beatles music before. It's f'in amazing- I would never compare any band to the Beatles before...but now...
My friend Veronica would kill me if she knew that I was comparing such a young band to the awesomeness of the Beatles =P
When you're watching, irnore how amazingly cute Ryan is...(yes, I'm madly in love...).
Maybe I'll dig up some old Beatles videos and compare?
The Northern Downpour
If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed, then we should feed our jewelry to the sea.
For diamonds do appear to be
For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me.
And then she said she can`t believe
And then she said she can`t believe
Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues.
Tripping eyes and flooded lungs
Tripping eyes and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its' love.
Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don`t you go down
Sugar cane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my, one and lonely.
The ink is running toward the page
The ink is running toward the page
It's chasing off the days
Look back at boat 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
Sugar cane in the easy morning Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugar cane in the easy morningWeathervanes my one and only
Sugarcane, in, the easy morningWeathervanes, my, one and lonely
Sugarcane (Hey moon, hey moon, hey moon) in the easy morningWeathervanes (Hey moon, hey moon, hey moon) my, one and lonely x2
Sugar cane in the easy morning Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugar cane in the easy morningWeathervanes my one and only
Sugarcane, in, the easy morningWeathervanes, my, one and lonely
Sugarcane (Hey moon, hey moon, hey moon) in the easy morningWeathervanes (Hey moon, hey moon, hey moon) my, one and lonely x2
Sugarcane, in, the easy morning
(Hey moon please forget to fall down. Hey moon don't you go down.)
Weathervanes, my, one and lonelySugarcane, in, the easy morning
(You are at the top of my lungs. Drawn to, the ones who never yawn.)
Weathervanes, my, one and lonely. X2
Behind the Sea (sung by Ryan Ross)
A daydream spills from my corked head
Breaks free of my wooden neck
Left to nod over sleeping waves
Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Floating flocks of candled swans
Slowly drift across wax ponds
The men all played along to marching drums
And boy, did they have fun behind the sea
They sang, “So our matching legs are marching clocks
And we're all too small to talk to god
Yes, we're all too smart to talk to god"
Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs
To us from the dock.
Jinxed things ringing as they leak
Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk.
Scarecrow now it's time to hatch
Sprouting suns and ageless daughters.
Don't you know that
Those watermelon smiles just can't ripen underwater
Just can't ripen underwater
The men all played along to marching drums
And boy did they have fun behind the sea
They sang, “So our matching legs are marching clocks
And we're all too small to talk to god
Yeah, we're all too smart to talk to god
Oh, we're all too smart to talk to god"
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
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