The Friday Shuffle

Five random songs from my iPod. Just push play.

1. Cannonball - Damien Rice, O
Stones taught me to fly. Love, it taught me to lie. Life, it taught me to die. So it's not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball.

2. The Rising - Bruce Springsteen, The Rising
There's spirits above and behind me. Faces gone black, eyes burnin bright. May their precious blood bind me, Lord, as I stand before your fiery light. I see you, Mary, in the garden, in the garden of a thousand sighs. There's holy pictures of our children dancin' in a sky filled with light. May I feel your arms around me. May I feel your blood mix with mine. A dream of life comes to me like a catfish dancin' on the end of my line. Sky of blackness and sorrow (a dream of life). Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life). Sky of glory and sadness ( a dream of life). Sky of mercy, sky of fear ( a dream of life). Sky of memory and shadow ( a dream of life). Your burnin' wind fills my arms tonight. Sky of longing and emptiness (a dream of life). Sky of fullness, sky of blessed life. Come on up for the rising. Come on up, lay your hands in mine. Come on up for the rising. Come on up for the rising tonight.

3. Love On The Rocks - Sara Bareilles, Little Voice
Hot as hell. Cold as ice. Sip it slow 'cause it's so nice. Dulls my senses, drives my pain but I do it again. Burns a bit to the touch. Dangerous if it's too much. If this bottle could talk. Love on the rocks.

4. Flickr - Jonathan Coulton, Thing A Week II
A visit to the dentist. A place to get some pie. A rainbow floats above a waterfall. A ferris wheel. A carousel. The landlord never learned to spell. Someone put graffiti on the wall. Atop the Christmas tree, a shining star and Dwyer's rocking out on air guitar.

5. Billy Liar - The Decemberists, Billy Liar - EP
So the summer is eternity for you? Sleeping in until your father's shaking you down, he's shaking you down. And the mailroom shift gets a real short shrift. As you dole out the packages, no one seems to want you around, all skulking around. Let your legs loll on the lino. 'Til your sinews spoil. Will you stay here for a while, dear,? 'Til the radio plays something familiar, plays something familiar?