Looking' Out Forever by Paul Westerberg

Paul Westerberg is one of my favorite song writers. I just like how he catches a feeling and translates it to a song that I can relate to. This one especially. There's just a ball of energy that waits to be released.

The one who loves you most
Is giving up the ghost
And taking to the stage
Like a stone on a grave
Yeah I think of her
Every once in awhile
Every once in awhile
Forever
I'm lookin' out forever now
I love you now forever now
I love you now forever now yeah
I'm lookin' out forever now
I'm lookin' out forever now
I'm lookin' out forever now yeah
I love you now forever now
I love you now forever now
I love you now forever now yeah
I'm lookin' out forever now
I love you now forever now yeah

Ain't nothing else I can say
Nothin' left to give her
Abandon the wind
I'm a bend in the river
Standing by the bank
They're calling me across
Think of me sometimes
When the river flows because
I'm lookin' out forever now
I love you now forever now
I love you now forever now yeah
God I know I'm going home
God I don't belong
Taste me in his kisses
Waste me in my prime
Replace me with another
Think of me some time

It's A Wonderful Lie by Paul Westerberg

Just wonderful lyrics from Paul Westerberg. I was just listening to Paul Westerberg on Grooveshark just this week... the lyrics "Wearing too much makeup, Not near enough clothes" caught my attention.

Get up from a dream
And I look for rain
Take an amphetamine
And a crushed rats brain
How am I feelin'
Better I suppose
How am I lookin'
I don't want the truth
What am I doin'
I ain't in my youth
I'm past my prime
Or was that just a pose
It a wonderful lie
And I still get by on those

Ive been accused of never opening up
You get too close
Then I keep my mouth shut
I'm gonna run to the wind
Where the big bad city blows
It a wonderful lie
And I still get by on those
It a wonderful lie
And I still get by on those

You can dress to the eights
You can dress to maim
Itll make you feel great
This fortune and fame
Wearing too much makeup
Not near enough clothes
It a wonderful lie
And I still get by on those
It a wonderful lie
And I still get by on those

So don't pin your hopes
Or pin your dreams
To misanthropes or guys like me
The truth is overrated
I suppose
It a wonderful lie
And I still get by on those
It a wonderful lie
And I still get by...