Starry Stairs
Okkervil River"Starry Stairs" is a song by Okkervil River, released in 2008 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:40 long and contains 44 lines and 274 words.
Lyrics
0:17They ask for more
0:19What do you think this fan club is for
0:23I slithered up each rose corridor
0:28I kept a warm safe place at my core
0:32Before I lost it
0:35They ask for blood
0:37What do you think this woman's made of
0:41I stuck a small thin pin in my thumb
0:46They dreamt a low long line to be crossed
0:51And I crossed it
0:53I'm alive
0:55But a different kind of alive
1:00Than the way I used to be
1:06I retire to a split white smile to be seen
1:13In some old stag magazine
1:19And this girl's eyes
1:21When they were roughly wrenched open
1:24I could see a starry stair up your thigh
1:30You hid behind your hair
1:32Oh but I saw you smiling
1:37While all these guys all these curious sets of eyes
1:43Safe behind a tv screen
1:50I let them pry pick apart and hang up to dry
1:57Almost every piece of me
2:07If you don't love me I'm sorry
2:27Oh what a trip
2:30Oh what a shimmering silver ship
2:34Oh what a hot half-life I half lived
2:38Oh and the stripes and stars
2:41How they stripped off the siding
2:45When my life ripped
2:47Off from the part that played as a kid
2:51Into the part that plays through your lips
2:56To find a warm safe place and sit curled up inside it
3:03So here's goodbye
3:05From the part that's staying behind
3:09To the part that has to leave
3:16To the sublime lips that were never spoiled by lying
3:23But to the face inside the being
3:29Who wasn't me
3:33Who wasn't me
3:35Oh no no
3:37She's not me
3:40Oh oh
They ask for more What do you think this fan club is for I slithered up each rose corridor I kept a warm safe place at my core Before I lost it They ask for blood What do you think this woman's made of I stuck a small thin pin in my thumb They dreamt a low long line to be crossed And I crossed it I'm alive But a different kind of alive Than the way I used to be I retire to a split white smile to be seen In some old stag magazine And this girl's eyes When they were roughly wrenched open I could see a starry stair up your thigh You hid behind your hair Oh but I saw you smiling While all these guys all these curious sets of eyes Safe behind a tv screen I let them pry pick apart and hang up to dry Almost every piece of me If you don't love me I'm sorry Oh what a trip Oh what a shimmering silver ship Oh what a hot half-life I half lived Oh and the stripes and stars How they stripped off the siding When my life ripped Off from the part that played as a kid Into the part that plays through your lips To find a warm safe place and sit curled up inside it So here's goodbye From the part that's staying behind To the part that has to leave To the sublime lips that were never spoiled by lying But to the face inside the being Who wasn't me Who wasn't me Oh no no She's not me Oh oh
Translation
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