And That’s How I Beat Shaq A Five Part Explanation of the Impossible by Emily Elizabeth Scott Lyrics
1.
“Animals play a big part in my life, on tour or at home.” – Aaron Carter
Hear me thunder through these chalk-lined churches these
hard-won battlefields, this house.
I wanna make it bounce.
Work makes a man’s heart, hands hard.
See me small-town roots, see me
disciplined, calloused, careful dribble. See
me People’s Choice Awards?
2.
“I have my own studio down in Miami.” – Aaron Carter
sideline shadow rise up // lift the fear into me
is this to be my goliath? my labyrinth? my other insurmountable thing?
i made a habit out of hesitation // every ocean pulsated against my pounding breath
i knew i could take him – i am antaeus, i am ice king, i have seventeen horcruxes
break the paralysis taking challenge into your outstretched palm // heat the air with your eyes
dunk harder than thor’s hammer, ball so hard muhfuckers wanna fine me
3.
“I take Epsom salt baths.” – Aaron Carter
Praise to birds, singing sorrow on the wires and praise
to gentle swaying breeze, soft like the touch of lips
on cheek that last morning I saw my mother.
Praise to foolishness – this my only fault, cracking me down
the centerline like a canyon. I thought I had the lead
but then he started scoring mad points on me, oh praise
to the surprise, and to the disappointment and to the end of things.
The head of a crocus blown open and frozen against the grave.
4.
“When I was 6 years old, I was in a rock band that was horrible called "Dead End." The name kind of described us. People liked us; we would go and perform at coffee houses and stuff.” – Aaron Carter
so much depends
upon
a white shoe
lace
untied with certain
purpose
before the tides
change.
5.
“I want candy.” – Aaron Carter
notice the pigeon softly cooing on the fence. notice the errant cat circling the bench. notice the sweat, tiny droplets migrating down cheeks and necks, notice the scrape of shoes and swing of hoops and soar of hopes. notice everyone noticing. notice the dwindling gap on the scoreboard, steadily clicking closer, waiting to go off. notice opportunity, nearly missed. notice victory, a sound in the mouth like drumbeats, a taste in the air like warm bread. did you notice the cat’s eyes plucked out, quick and quiet in one fell swoop? did you notice the smug pigeon?
“Animals play a big part in my life, on tour or at home.” – Aaron Carter
Hear me thunder through these chalk-lined churches these
hard-won battlefields, this house.
I wanna make it bounce.
Work makes a man’s heart, hands hard.
See me small-town roots, see me
disciplined, calloused, careful dribble. See
me People’s Choice Awards?
2.
“I have my own studio down in Miami.” – Aaron Carter
sideline shadow rise up // lift the fear into me
is this to be my goliath? my labyrinth? my other insurmountable thing?
i made a habit out of hesitation // every ocean pulsated against my pounding breath
i knew i could take him – i am antaeus, i am ice king, i have seventeen horcruxes
break the paralysis taking challenge into your outstretched palm // heat the air with your eyes
dunk harder than thor’s hammer, ball so hard muhfuckers wanna fine me
3.
“I take Epsom salt baths.” – Aaron Carter
Praise to birds, singing sorrow on the wires and praise
to gentle swaying breeze, soft like the touch of lips
on cheek that last morning I saw my mother.
Praise to foolishness – this my only fault, cracking me down
the centerline like a canyon. I thought I had the lead
but then he started scoring mad points on me, oh praise
to the surprise, and to the disappointment and to the end of things.
The head of a crocus blown open and frozen against the grave.
4.
“When I was 6 years old, I was in a rock band that was horrible called "Dead End." The name kind of described us. People liked us; we would go and perform at coffee houses and stuff.” – Aaron Carter
so much depends
upon
a white shoe
lace
untied with certain
purpose
before the tides
change.
5.
“I want candy.” – Aaron Carter
notice the pigeon softly cooing on the fence. notice the errant cat circling the bench. notice the sweat, tiny droplets migrating down cheeks and necks, notice the scrape of shoes and swing of hoops and soar of hopes. notice everyone noticing. notice the dwindling gap on the scoreboard, steadily clicking closer, waiting to go off. notice opportunity, nearly missed. notice victory, a sound in the mouth like drumbeats, a taste in the air like warm bread. did you notice the cat’s eyes plucked out, quick and quiet in one fell swoop? did you notice the smug pigeon?