Annie Clark
American multi-instrumentalist, singer and songwriter who performs using the moniker St Vincent.
Now, now ...
You don't mean that say you're sorry
You don't mean that ... I'll make you sorry
I read the signs,
I got all my stars aligned,
My amulets, my charms,
I set all my false alarms,
So I'll be someone
Who won't be forgotten.
What would the neighbors think?
Oh no! If they only knew.
There are no signs,
There are no stars aligned,
No amulets no charms,
To bring you back to my arms.
There's just this human heart.
That's built with this human fault.
What was your question?
Love is the answer.
Honey the party went away quickly, but thats the trouble with ticking and talking.
Marry me, John, I'll be so good to you —
You won't realize I'm gone,
You won't realize I'm gone.
It's time.
You are light.
I guess you are afraid of what everyone is made of —
Time and Light.
Lover, I don’t play to win but for the thrill until I’m spent.
Paint the black hole blacker. Paint the black hole blacker
Tell the truth now
Your heart is a strange little orange to peel
What's the deal?
Honey what reveals you is what you hide away.
I certainly owe a lot of awesomeness to blogs, to people who have been blogging about a show, or blogging about a single, or blogging about something. It's just amazing to me that it seems to be a nice equalizer. People don't necessarily need the clout of a big "record company machine" to put their face on a billboard. It seems more organic and honest in a lot of ways, for fans of music to be critics I suppose.
While Jesus is saving, I'm spending all my days
in backgrounds and landscapes with the languages of saints.
While people are spinning like toys on Christmas day,
I'm inside a still life with the other absentee.
I'm crawling through landmines
Just to know where you are.
A lot of the songs have a duality about them; one part is totally sincere, and there's another part that is kind of smirking and making light of it all. Or there's a very dark streak about it.
Tomorrow's some kind of Stranger I'm not supposed to see.
If you want we could go somewhere else.
Oh but I'd pay anything to keep my conscience clean.
I'm keeping my eyes on the the exit sign. Steady now.
In a really great way, you simultaneously try to take up as little and as much space as possible.
I do a dance to make the rain come,
Smile to keep the sky from falling down, down, down, down.
Collect the love that I've been given
Build a nest for us to sleep in here
You know it's real.