The Noresoup Jukebox

Song:  Kwak Jineon - Freely Mordechai, I remember nights like these, My thoughts would dance and now, they're jumping off a cliff. Mordechai, I hate to see you like this. The vodka has dulled you down And I'm sorry that this world and its mediocrity couldn't keep you around. I'm calling out your name Mordechai, I'm screaming at you. I'm repackaging your gift of life and begging you to please stay alive. Oh, Mordechai, why do your words whither when you call? When your speech slurs, I wonder if you think it's worth it at all. I know you're lost, Mordechai, it seems I might know it most. But lost doesn't have to be spirits running down your throat. Oh and Mordechai, I keep running into your past. Though they all brush past you, you can't help it when it comes to that lass. She's pulling you towards that deep end because you're searching for meaning again. But meaning found with her has little truth in it and you know it well. Don't you,...

Song: Jannabi - Good Good Night When April came, I breathed a sigh of relief. As though the sun had touched my skin for the first time in so long. And when I ventured into that wonderful brightness, I felt certain and sure; The world was white.  The newfound warmth was ever-forgiving. I felt myself floating up, up, up. The mist of new beginnings lifted me up and high Placed soft kisses on my hands and loved me so tenderly. And in that dawn of spring did I find myself Caught up and stuck in the April showers. Oh, and how treacherous were the showers. A blink and I was drowning, I was wrecked. The unforgiving tides of change tossed me about like debris I was sick, cold, bare. I grasped around for meaning - for purpose Coughing up the bitter reality entering my lungs as I try to breathe. Memories like arrows cut through the air And down again like the returning needle Then up again into my flesh where it took rest. And I had to bear them like badges sewn into my skin. What an honorabl...