Young Blood

Thank you Starbucks for having the newest Norah Jones CD front and center the other day when it came out. I had been looking forward to hearing it after reading the review online a few days before its release. It is much like the latest Dave Matthews Band CD in that wasn't sure what to make of it for the first few times I listened to it. It is definitely growing on me, and her voice is absolutely amazing. I heard her in concert a while ago, I think it may have been about a year ago now, and the sound of her voice was almost hypnotizing. I had always liked her music, but after hearing her live my appreciation for it grew 10 fold. I have found myself listenging to this song below over and over. It is tough to understand some of what she is saying, but it all made much more sense after I read the lyrics. It trips me out sometimes the songs I am connected to before I even know what the words are saying. If you have a chance, check it out.
MT

Young Blood :
I'll pretend my heart's not on fire
If you steal my true love's name
Broke down subway in this city of spires
Tape your picture over his in the frame

We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers
Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo
Our chambers hold silvery collars
Gun down werewolves wherever we go
We gun down werewolves wherever we go

Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages torn right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine

Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
I'm not sure that we were playing a game
Busted gasket in a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame

Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home

Band of gold with a diamond implied
You wrote letters that you never sent
I made promises I'll always deny
Now we'll never know what the other meant

Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key
Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Our fears are only what we tell them to be

Drown the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You were strongest when I ached for breath
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother

Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home