Elliott Smith - Shiva Opens Her Arms lyrics
[Elliott Smith - Shiva Opens Her Arms lyrics]
I'm so sick of people asking me
"Have I seen this guy that I look like"
When they mean that he looks like me
Aw, damn it all to hell, no
I wouldn’t know him too well
Except I broke into his home and
Then I broke his collarbone
His curtains hadn’t been opened in
A week or two
And the one picture that that little
Corn dog freaker has of you
Looks like it’s about to
Fall over, sure, yeah
It could just be the frame
Or it could be the fact that nothing in
This house is ever on the level
Not even the toilet, both of
You, it’s all askew, it'll be wrong forever
I dreamt up we're tumbling down a hill
The people standing around swear they never
Seen blows fall like this
Wherever he lands, stay away
It’s going to be bloody oh no, I miss you so
Church bells, now I’m awake and I guess it
Must be some kind of holiday
Go tell them that he better behave
It’s pretty hard to rise from the grave
I’m just a ghost from the past, yeah
But you shouldn't have laughed
Because I'll give you the shaft or maybe
I'll sign you up for the draft i look down
I ripped my shirt and there’s
Blood stains on my fists
And the air in here is like a nylon net
I can throw my fists right through it
Man, did anybody ever tell you
That you’re kind of like
A moth trying to catch the attention
Of a bare light bulb?
All recorded history is just one
Little guy on this mat
Oh, my head feels like a TV store
Twenty of the same channels
Let’s step outside for some fresh air
To some part of the city
That you never seen yet
Even though you lived here all your life
You’re not even sure who you've
Met or what you like
But you'll wait until morning
Let's hold it now
And if that’s the case you'll
Spend the night anyhow
Shiva opens her arms now
Some kid's trying to park his car
I may talk in my sleep tonight
Because I like company too
Yeah, I know we're through
Although I miss you so
"Have I seen this guy that I look like"
When they mean that he looks like me
Aw, damn it all to hell, no
I wouldn’t know him too well
Except I broke into his home and
Then I broke his collarbone
His curtains hadn’t been opened in
A week or two
And the one picture that that little
Corn dog freaker has of you
Looks like it’s about to
Fall over, sure, yeah
It could just be the frame
Or it could be the fact that nothing in
This house is ever on the level
Not even the toilet, both of
You, it’s all askew, it'll be wrong forever
I dreamt up we're tumbling down a hill
The people standing around swear they never
Seen blows fall like this
Wherever he lands, stay away
It’s going to be bloody oh no, I miss you so
Church bells, now I’m awake and I guess it
Must be some kind of holiday
Go tell them that he better behave
It’s pretty hard to rise from the grave
I’m just a ghost from the past, yeah
But you shouldn't have laughed
Because I'll give you the shaft or maybe
I'll sign you up for the draft i look down
I ripped my shirt and there’s
Blood stains on my fists
And the air in here is like a nylon net
I can throw my fists right through it
Man, did anybody ever tell you
That you’re kind of like
A moth trying to catch the attention
Of a bare light bulb?
All recorded history is just one
Little guy on this mat
Oh, my head feels like a TV store
Twenty of the same channels
Let’s step outside for some fresh air
To some part of the city
That you never seen yet
Even though you lived here all your life
You’re not even sure who you've
Met or what you like
But you'll wait until morning
Let's hold it now
And if that’s the case you'll
Spend the night anyhow
Shiva opens her arms now
Some kid's trying to park his car
I may talk in my sleep tonight
Because I like company too
Yeah, I know we're through
Although I miss you so