Post by Julie on Dec 28, 2006 15:30:23 GMT -5
Not David Bowie
Vultures in my garden
Figures that I know them
And it is what it is
You were good once
Now you’re filled with bitterness
And it is what it is
I cannot forget
That he can’t forget her
Or that some friends just
Change like the seasons
Take me back to the fact
That you still blame me
But I am not the reason
You are Not David Bowie
Not David Bowie
Now you want to steal
The thoughts
That I haven’t even thought
And it is what it is
How 'bout your soul
Made a pact with the Devil
But needs a date with the surgeon
And it is what it is
I cannot forget
That he can’t forget her
Or that some friends just
Change like the seasons
Take me back to the fact
That you still blame me
But I am not the reason
You are Not David Bowie
Not David Bowie
You forgot to value
All of us that bled for you
And it is what it is
You swore you were conscious
Not a champagne spiritualist
And it is what it is
I cannot forget
That he can’t forget her
Or that some friends just
Change like the seasons
Take me back to the fact
That you still blame me
But I am not the reason
You are Not David Bowie
Not David Bowie
Tori's description of it:
"I constantly have songs that I think should have made a record but for whatever reason didn't make the final edit. Usually I can explain to myself and to the songs why. But in the case of this particular creature, maybe because the party that was happening that night was distracting me fro making a sound decision, I coudln't see its merits for the margaritas."
From the A Piano: The Collection book.
I think this is basically a break up song filled with anger. He was good once and now he's filled with bitterness, he's been thinking about someone else, and he doesn't value her anymore. The not being David Bowie part, I'm assuming is kinda like saying, "You aren't that cool." or something.
Vultures in my garden
Figures that I know them
And it is what it is
You were good once
Now you’re filled with bitterness
And it is what it is
I cannot forget
That he can’t forget her
Or that some friends just
Change like the seasons
Take me back to the fact
That you still blame me
But I am not the reason
You are Not David Bowie
Not David Bowie
Now you want to steal
The thoughts
That I haven’t even thought
And it is what it is
How 'bout your soul
Made a pact with the Devil
But needs a date with the surgeon
And it is what it is
I cannot forget
That he can’t forget her
Or that some friends just
Change like the seasons
Take me back to the fact
That you still blame me
But I am not the reason
You are Not David Bowie
Not David Bowie
You forgot to value
All of us that bled for you
And it is what it is
You swore you were conscious
Not a champagne spiritualist
And it is what it is
I cannot forget
That he can’t forget her
Or that some friends just
Change like the seasons
Take me back to the fact
That you still blame me
But I am not the reason
You are Not David Bowie
Not David Bowie
Tori's description of it:
"I constantly have songs that I think should have made a record but for whatever reason didn't make the final edit. Usually I can explain to myself and to the songs why. But in the case of this particular creature, maybe because the party that was happening that night was distracting me fro making a sound decision, I coudln't see its merits for the margaritas."
From the A Piano: The Collection book.
I think this is basically a break up song filled with anger. He was good once and now he's filled with bitterness, he's been thinking about someone else, and he doesn't value her anymore. The not being David Bowie part, I'm assuming is kinda like saying, "You aren't that cool." or something.