I'm collecting people's tears they cried because they miss you They fill the seas and all the lakes With memories the wind blew I'd run out of tears before the second could pass Didn't have enough time with you to turn the hourglass
Pictures in my head suddenly appear Why'd you have to go away? It's all not very clear
(chorus) Goodbye sweet angel Sail away on teary seas Tattooed the times we had On my memory My legs are weak
When I close my eyes I see you The dimples in your cheeks I forgot to tank you for things Cause I didn't see you for weeks Woke up this morning and hoped for a dream But reality sat next to me and forced me to believe
Knocked down too soon Like a skittle on the lanes The man who took the wrong stop From life's fast moving train
Funeral flowers Won't make me believe They can carry out the casket And I still expect to see You You Come round tomorrow and tell me all your news I don't ask for much from you Sleep to my lullaby Only give me one more chance To say my last goodbye
Dashboard Confessional - Belle Of The Boulevard
Down in a local bar Out on the boulevard The sound of an old guitar Is saving you from sinking It's a long way down It's a long way
Back like you never broke You tell a dirty joke He touches your leg and thinks he's getting close For now you let him just this once Just for now And just like that - it's over
[Chorus:]
Don't turn away Dry your eyes, dry your eyes Don't be afraid Keep it all inside, all inside When you fall apart Dry your eyes, dry your eyes Life is always hard for the belle of the boulevard
In all your silver rings And all your silken things That song you softly sing - is keeping you from breaking It's a long way down It's a long way Back here you never loved You've shaked the shivers off You take a drink to get your courage up Can you believe it Just this once Just for now And just like that It's over
[Chorus]
Please hold on - it's alright Please hold on - it's alright Please hold on
Down in a local bar Out on the boulevard The sound of an old guitar Is saving you
Mika - I See You
I'm sitting across from you I'm dreaming of the things I'd do I don't speak, you don't know me at all
For fear of what you might do I say nothing But stare at you And I'm dreaming, I'm tripping over you
Truth be told, my problem's old You mean the world to me but you'll never know You could be cruel to me Why go risking the way that I see you That I see you, that I see you, that I see you, that I see you, that I see you"
Conversation's not me at all I'm hesitating, only to fall And I'm weighted, I'm hating everyone
Could it be...you feel for me? In any possible similarity If it's so, how would I know? You'll never know me at all...
...But I see you...
I'm standing across from you I've dreamt alone now the dreams won't do
Truth be told, my problem's old You mean the world to me, but you'll never know You could be cruel to me Why go risking the way that I see you
That I see you...
I'm standing across from you I've dreamt alone now the dreams won't do
But I see you, but I see you, but I see you...
Tegan and Sara - Call It Off
I won't regret saying this This thing That I'm saying
Is it better than Keeping my mouth shut That goes without saying
Call, break it off Call, break my own heart
Maybe I would have been Something you'd be good at Maybe you would have been Something I'd be good at
But now we'll never know I won't be sad But in case I'll go there Everyday, To make myself feel bad There's a chance I'll start to wonder If this was the thing to do
I won't be out long But I still think it better if You take your time Coming over here I think that's for the best
Call, break it off Call, break my own heart
Maybe I would have been Something you'd be good at Maybe you would have been Something I'd be good at
But now We'll never know I won't be sad But in case I'll go there Everyday, To make myself feel bad There's a chance I'll start to wonder If this was the thing to do
I'll start to wonder If this was the thing to do
Morrissey - The Never-Played Symphonies
Reflecting from my death bed I’m balancing lifes riches Against the ditches And the flat greys in between All I can see are the never laid That’s the never played symphonies
I can’t see those who tried to love me Or those who felt they understood me And I can’t see those who very patiently put up with me All I can see are the never laid Of the never played symphonies
You were one You meant to be one And you jumped into my face And laughed And kissed me on the cheek And then were gone
Forever Not quite
Black sky in the daytime And I don’t much mind dying When there is nothing left To care for anymore Just the never laid The never played symphonies
You were one You knew you were one And you slid Right through my fingers No, not literally But metaphorically And, now you’re all I see As the light fades
You could have brain tumor by watching this contaminated turd. Nothing in Gentlemen Broncos pays off, it’s incoherent mess, and chock-full of incredibly annoying characters. You will not only loath this movie, but it also makes you want to punch someone who responsible for this abomination in the face.
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Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009)
Imagine if Akira got Live-Action treatment by... say Alfonso Cuarón, you know how awesome it might be? That’s what happened to "Fantastic Mr. Fox". Wes Anderson's auteur perfectly captured the quirkiness and blissful tone of the material. Its stop-motion technique might be a little crude and... somewhat unsophisticated, but that's the charm of it. You’ll feel like pop-up book unveiled before your eyes. This is an exceptional animation of the year.
Up in the Air is a blockbuster movie for people who think blockbuster movies are dumb, as it chock full of brilliantly written dialogue, and acting showcase for three talented actors (especially star-making turn by Anna Kendrick). But in the end, there's little to love, not so much story to chew on (plus disappointing third act), and no real connection to the meaning of human interaction as it intended to be.
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I Love You, Beth Cooper (2009)
Cliché-ridden plot about a bunch of annoying characters get together in one idiotic circumstance, "I Love You, Beth Cooper" is shameless exploitation & biggest insult to 80s teen flicks. It's like memorizing magic trick from internet, hoping to perform like David Copperfield. Neither sense of wonder nor magic flare happens here. Only good thing is, it makes me wanna cleanse my soul with genuine 80s teen movie night marathon.
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Everybody's Fine (2009)
Meh. The movie serious lack of originality & characters development. Only Robert De Niro comes out fine in this schmaltzy, "Lifetime" movie-of-the-week plot.
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Paper Heart (2009)
Twee delight... That's only two words I can think of right now.
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Adam (2009)
A perfect companion to Mary & Max (one of the best animation of 2009), Adam is star-crossed love story (pun intended) between Adam, Asperger's Syndrome bearer, and Beth, free spirit woman. The picture wouldn’t be this intimate without stunning performance by Hugh Dancy. On the other hand, the lack of depth on why Beth would love someone like Adam, preventing me from wholeheartedly embraces her choice in the end (which is nice & perfect but requires a leap of faith). Otherwise, this is touching romantic film, which putting its feet firmly on the ground, making the world full of hope and seems nicer place to live.
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The Invention of Lying (2009)
Expected to be like “Click” or “Yes Man”, where high-concept plot turned into endless gags, with moral lesson (forcefully) shoving down your throat. But "The Invention of Lying" is thinking man’s film. The whole concept is not seeing how first lying man exploits the ability. But it's about him finding the way not to lie, in order to find genuine happiness. Great stuff.
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Give ‘Em Hell Malone (2009)
This is one damn frustrating experience. It’s like watching an infant trying to stand up and walk. They would take a few steps then fall their asses. In fact, kiddie film like “Bugsy Malone” has done better job paying a tribute to film noir than this borefest.
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suck it up, edward!