Box Of Rain

Look out of any window
Any morning, any evening, any day
Maybe the sun is shining
Birds are winging, no rain is falling from a heavy sky
What do you want me to do
To do for you to see you through?
For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago

Walk out of any doorway
Feel your way like the day before
Maybe you’ll find direction
Around some corner where it’s been waiting to meet you
What do you want me to do
To watch for you while you’re sleeping?
Then please don’t be surprised when you find me dreaming too

Look into any eyes
You find by you; you can see clear to another day
Maybe been seen before
Through other eyes on other days while going home
What do you want me to do
To do for you to see you through?
It’s all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago

Walk into splintered sunlight
Inch your way through dead dreams to another land
Maybe you’re tired and broken
Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear
What do you want me to do
To do for you, to see you through?
A box of rain will ease the pain and love will see you through

Just a box of rain, wind and water
Believe it if you need it, if you don’t just pass it on
Sun and shower, wind and rain
In and out the window like a moth before a flame

And it’s just a box of rain, I don’t know who put it there
Believe it if you need it or leave it if you dare
And it’s just a box of rain, or a ribbon for your hair
Such a long, long time to be gone and a short time to be there

Charlotte Gainsbourg—Operation

Very nice tune.  My iPod first delivered this to me after a very long day…  Lyrics:

I want to explore you
I’m gonna get under your skin
So you can feel me running through your veins

I want to examine
Every inch of your frame
The pressure points that cause your joy and pain

Our love goes under the knife
There is no room for doubt

Now i’m inside you
My hands can feel their way
Further inside than I have ever been

Now i can really
Mess around with your heart
And fill it to the brim with broken dreams

Our love goes under the knife
Two lives may be saved

And if I pull this off
I’ll refuse the Nobel prize
Instead I will look into your eyes

If I pull this off your whole body will be mine
And I’m prepared to work throughout the night

Our love goes under the knife
Nothing is taboo
…Here on the cutting edge of science

Too much information
I feel i’m getting lost
Absorbed into the fibre of your soul

Deep within the abbatoir
Of your entrails your insides
Lost in you forever far from home

Our love goes under the knife
Someone got too close

Our love goes under the knife
The heart was rejected by the host

I want more and more and more and more and …

Trying to decipher the lyrics to I Want More by Can. They’re not online. Here’s what I can get:

(Thanks to Rachel P got the rest – ta Rach 🙂 )

Everybody
Plays a game
We don’t have to
Say the name
If we take a
Summary
Boys say girls just aint the same

I don’t have to
Say no more
You know what I’m
Aiming for
Don’t care if I
Break a law
I want more and more and more

Everybody
Plays a game
Boys say girls just
Aint the same
You know what I’m
Aiming for
I want more and more and more and more and more and more and …

Bit (1) sounds something like “Ah-fré Descarte” (definitely not a “René”, and probably not a Descarte either – the vocals are badly cut up) and (2) sounds something like “Sanmoré”. Google is failing me. I want it to be the name of a funky author who’s going to say more about playing games (would fit well with Wittgenstein, Laing, and friends), but it’s probably just a cut up copy of some of the other lyrics.