Fire's out - SotW [Week of 11-18-12]

I no longer talk to the one who said I reminded him of Wonderwall. If I had not taken that as my own, where would I be now. Something worse than being let go, is being held close right before.

SotW 11/18
Foals Spanish Sahara

So I walked through to the haze
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lie-low losing air, air
Black rocks and shoreline sand
Still dead summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my arms
The Spanish Sahara
The place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
Though I'll find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands
So god damn this boiling space
The Spanish Sahara
The place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

'Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

'Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

'Cause I am

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

Choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

'Cause I am

The choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

'Cause I am

Choir of furies in your head
Choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

'Cause I am

Listen here.