miércoles, 27 de febrero de 2008

Inmortality


Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...

A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on...
But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...

As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...

A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on, too...
But saw the trapdoor in the sun...

Immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark...
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Some die just to live...

Pearl Jam

lunes, 25 de febrero de 2008

Sour Times

To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Curtises that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now

Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do

Covered by the blind belief
That fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts, assume the dye
End the vows no need to lie, enjoy
Take a ride, take a shot now

Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do

Who oo am I, what and why
Cos all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Ohh these sour times

Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do

After time the bitter taste
Of innocence decent or race
Scattered seeds, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide ....


Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you
Nobody loves.. me
Its true
Not, like, you.. do


Portishead

domingo, 24 de febrero de 2008

Personal Saviour

I was up for a good time
I tried to hold it down
‘till it messed me up
Put a still life on my frown
I tried to walk on water
I had to buy new shoes
There is something in the way
I’ve got to lose

Well you can
Try to fly over mountains
And you can
Try to run over seas
But it’s easier said than done for someone
To try to get with
Sombody like me

I’m good at burning the candle
Not know for cracking a smile
The rumour’s too hot to handle
Too good for running a mile
There is something in the way
I’ve got to lose

Well you can
Try to fly over mountains
And you can
Try to run over seas
But it’s easier said than done for someone
To try to get with
Sombody like me
Where can I
Find personal saviour
I got to
Find the one who wants to get with me

I put my pain in darkness
I hid my light from the shame
I felt the disgrace of losing
But still I took all the blame
There is something in the way
I’ve got to lose

Mo Solid Gold

martes, 19 de febrero de 2008

The Sky Lit Up

I’m walking in the city tonight
I’m walking in the city at dark
Remembering, remember light
Thinking of nothing, and the shooting stars
And this world tonight is mine
A world to be remembered in
Think on a faded photograph
My hair longer than it’s ever been
And then,the sky lit up
The sky, my friend
And I’m lighter than I’ve ever been
I saw the trees crossing the moon
I saw the stars in the heaven above
Shine on my own beautiful prayer
Shining on my own beautiful love
The sky lit up
And I’m dancing with him
In this city and in this town
I don’t care what he’s thinking of
Just take the car, just take my hand
The sky lit up
PJ. Harvey

domingo, 17 de febrero de 2008

Where The Wild Roses Grow

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "If I show you the roses, will you follow?"

On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt (stood smiling) above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

sábado, 16 de febrero de 2008

Wish You Were Here

So,So you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold confort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here



Wish You Were Here
Pink Floyd