and when the angels come they'll cut you down the middle

i am gonna make it through this year if it kills me

so raise a glass to turnings of the season

what a pretty bicycle she said

and you were sewn together with a tapestry of molecules

february always finds you folding

we've got blue eyes, we've got green eyes, we've got gray eyes

yeah it's a real cool club and you'll never be a part of it

there's a light left on

these are my favorite chords, i know you like them too

oh look there goes another year, about as distant as a satellite

well, my hearts running round like a chicken with its head cut off

the lindbergh palace hotel suite

and the days blur into one

if you ask a goose a question he never shuts up

has anybody seen my little girl around

beyond the ridge to the left the sun had left the sky

and everybody here will evaporate

and walked a long long time

there's a black wind blowing

so i can be quiet whenever i want

you should probably put your bandit hat on now

ships are launching from my chest

the killer in my is the killer in you

the way you say goodnight i dream of all day long

last night on the mass pike, i fell in love with you

i feel like the lonely quarter that god lost

don't fear death my adrian

to the outside, the dead leaves, they all blow

i was born in the shadow of a fairfield's crane

hardly fit my mittens

i stand as a man who's seen many things, my youth has made me strong

it all went to my heart, yeah some rainbows in the dark

to say farewell when hours go

every moment leads towards its own sad end

and i am coming home to you, with my own blood in my mouth

at the near window where you stood

be a good guitar and you could go far

beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth

'cause nobody loves you

otherwise there is always serendipity

well, there is no one more beautiful than you

let's fall back to earth and do something pleasant

moon sailing on the water

and with wires coming from you i sat beside you

impassable night in a crowd of homesick fully grown children

hell knows where your heart would be today. maybe with me

as the neuro-transmitters go crazy inside of me

but my love is like a dark cloud full of rain that's always right there up above you, hey!

waiting for little clues to appear

you're stuck on me, you don't know why. can't leave me anytime you try

more vivid than sunsets, brighter than stars

i'm a freak, a star

you may not believe, but even we were scared at first

and the wine it tastes so sweet as we lay our eyes to wander

the cactus where your heart should be has lovely little flowers

don't lift me up, i'm a wreck, i know (smaller)

you get on the train where the crowd is tightening to push yourself up against a girl

we're in a different war

what you are now, we were once

corsair (take two, take three)

pale green things

where is my mind?

but i'm small. i'm not a planet at all

the silent

all clothed in a snowy shroud

i think i need a new heart

but i must be getting back to dear antarctica

it had something to do with the rain

and we'll write some notes to tape to the heavy machines

where it's cold but not that deep

so this is what the volume knob is for

let their tiny feathers fill disappointment

hold my head, we'll trampoline

hear all the bombs, they fade away (smaller size)

all when i'd want to keep white roses in their eyes

some days it feels like there are no words in the world

i'm trying not to wonder where you are

let them all go, let em all go

here comes the sun

remember this time, this room

i'm going from strange to stranger every year

tomorrow when you wake up, then you'll show them

what's it like in new york city?

under atomic skies

butterflies and mercury rain

don't let anyone see that you're bleeding

that's good we can always use some more electrical equipment

watching spirals of white softly flow

you're such a beautiful writer, that's not all you are

am i gonna be lonely for the rest of my life?

september airships and treetops.

Is bright oh god I hope I'm alright...

tied like an anchor onto your heart. asking you why did we ever part?

sweetness, sweetness i was only joking when i said i'd like to smash every tooth in your head

it was a cold night and the snow lay low

let it burn right through my shoes

i can not leave here, i can not stay

i can tell that we're going to be friends

you better shut your windows tight

i will be pure, no, no, i know i will be pure. like snow, like gold

who's that casting devious stares in my direction

passing through unconscious states

and when i want to go i can dream

lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there

i want to sink to the bottom with you

watching terrible t.v. it kills all thought

some people thought we were fighting, trying to read each other's writing

hate to say i told you so

if you find yourself here on my side of town

there is a light that never goes out

i let the melody shine

turn off feeling pretty, dressing up dressing down

so if you want to see our faces glow

i saw a star beneath the stairs

the bus stop and the umbrella

remember that the grass still grows beneath the snow

and still you wake up, the taste of the night, the moon has grown somehow

then a phone call made me realize im wrong

got it bad for that coffee shop girl

i dont want to come back down from this cloud

now i wish it were seamless

you got to look before you leap

watching the sky with our hands in our pockets

when did your eyes begin to look fake

you will long for the comfort of my golf shirt

the roof is on fire

bury me in sorrow cover me in joy

the best that i can do

the air is thick and my hope is feeling worn

your hair pinned up in circles

well hes a chick magnet if you know what i mean

you wont have to strain to look into my eyes

come home andrea

i saw your haircut in a storefront

and tell me the years spent never were mine

i live with you, to die in a jamais vu

just need to admit that i want sugar in my tea

im putting this night down to bed

no matter what i try, your eyeballs seem to hide

why are you so far away from me

ive been dreaming about you ever since i woke up

the sidewalks are watching me think about you

all the cracks they lead right to me

i will never skip a rock again

look at me i can write a melody but i cant expect a soul to care

the flight of yuri gagarin

its been nice waking up next to you

taking your time to cross the street

lying on the floor, ive come undone

step into the night

its time i got back

photobooth thai iced tea

lets take the moon and make it shine for everyone

i am a faulty string of blue christmas lights

dass es einmal soweit kommt

what if your paperwork caught on fire

a tine in the fork in the road is pointing at nothing cos its all been sold

take me back to the start

for what its worth it was worth all the while

look how they shine for you

isnt it nice how things resolve

and now you avoid parties

kelsea wont you come out to play

tonight i must walk on by

if my amp had wheels

sodium chloride

grace kelly with wings

a song about you

ill be waving my hand watching you drown, watching you scream, quiet or loud

she said dont let it go to your head

called to see if your back was still aligned and your sheets were growing grass all on the corners of your bed

only in dreams

this is what you get when you mess with us

theres nothing i can do

dont worry ill catch you

the sun is shining in the sky

the moon is closer to the sun than i am to anyone

or maybe you just werent trying hard enough

id rather take the long way home

we cannot read poetry

the boy with the nails in his eyes put up his aluminum tree. it looked pretty strange because he really couldnt see. -tim burton.

walked away, heard them say 'poison hearts will never change'

stairway to... oh wait, nevermind

the difference is, i need them to see

sometimes even god gets lonely

ive got your letter, you've got my song

where babies come from

bottle up your feelings

these automatic flowers wont do

how do they eat without mouths

this might be an awkward time to say it but i wish i knew you more.

i write songs on guitar

this balloon sucks



fruit snacks

the destination of this train is ashmont

the landing of yuri gagarin

three minutes no less

now you're probably in bed, sleeping with one of my best friends

yet even in her absence, id find solace in photographs

why bother

acoustic nate

it was just one sip

it didnt look so far


song two

broken hearts and broken fingers

we cant sleep like this

i am paid to spill my guts

ali's rain









le silencieux

// le silencieux. the silent.

// drawings by tim cook. formerly 'stay until you're sure that i'm asleep.'

© 2001 - 2009 timothy cook



















april | 29 | 2011

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