STARCH IDEAS

Dine While you eat I'll watch the rear I'll make sure the coast is clear And I’ll strain anatomy and fidget knees until a breaking point From your seat I'm in your ear Airing your deepest fears And I'll strain your family and dignity until a breaking point (Chorus) Run away, Run away, Run away, you got to Run away X2 If you feel it then believe it What if people see me? Can't you hear your heart beating? Pride? Ha! You won't retrieve it. Run away, run away, run away, you got to run away. Hide, you should shield yourself from peers And forsake all you hold dear And I'll plague your sanity viscerally until a breaking point I'll erode your comfort sphere Transform you into drear And I'll beat your sensories, delivery unto a Breaking Point (Chorus) Run away, Run away, Run away, you got to Run away X2 If you feel it then believe it What if people see me? Can't you hear your heart beating? Pride? Ha! You won't retrieve it. Run away, run away, run away, you got to run away. (Bridge) (Chorus) Run away, Run away, Run away, you got to Run away X2 If you feel it then believe it What if people see me? Can't you hear your heart beating? Pride? Ha! You won't retrieve it. Run away, run away, run away, you got to run away.

We headed to Logan for the fourth Saw her standing on the phone, backlit by a porch I wanted to meet her Said I wanted to know her load Yeah I wanted to meet her Now I'm in too deep for sure Why do I keep buying all the rope to drag me down (You can't drag me down) Why do I keep buying all the rope just to drag me down (Please don't drag me down) Joanne needed needles for before She took me down a road I loathed, I know this for sure Now I want to flee her Said I want to escape her lows Said I want to flee her But I'm in too deep for sure I'll ease her pain (No-No) She said she'll change (No-No) I can fix her brain (No-No) I'm goin' insane, what have I done?!

This morning I'm posting an older SPELLS tune that we will be playing this Friday at Larimer Lounge. I wrote 'At Night' a few years back about the several crazy fucking years I lived on Colfax Ave. For quite some time I even worked at Denver Drug and Liquor, right on the corner of Colfax and Logan, selling half pints of Paul Mason, single cigarettes, and white bread to section eight tenants of lower Cap Hill. I distinctly remember that as the sun set each evening, women of all ages, from teens to sixties, would slink out from god knows where, strung out, to pick at their arms and crawl the streets like demi-zombies. Clothes covered in dirt and shit, with faces like someone I knew, it was hard and bizarre to watch a mother, daughter, niece, or someone's first crush, simultaneously pacing and dying without a second glance from the multitudes plodding by. Hell, I never said anything either. It was much easier that way. This is about those women, probably dead. Hopefully not. Lyrics below. Outta sight, You only sell the piece of parts you're breaking Outta mind A walking wound that no one wants to sew (Chorus) At night The devil sells the plague that feeds the angels, baby At night You never have to see their halos go Grip tight The fingers and the fog and even quaking, baby How could they ever call you lazy, lady? When you're always digging holes (Breakdown) Alright Keep pushing all those parts your clearly breaking, baby How could they ever call you lazy, lady When you're always digging holes Cause at night The devil sells the plague that feeds the angels, baby And at night You never have to see their halos go ------pause----- (CHORUS)  At night  At night (Chuck and Lauren) Outta sight At night At night (Chuck and Lauren)