sábado, fevereiro 03, 2007
Agnes, Queen Of Sorrow
if you wait another dayi will wait a day
if you wait another day
okay, okay
if you wait another day
i will wait a day
every time i think you say
it's time for us to go our way
i say wait another day
if you wait another day
i will wait a day
got a letter that did say
that the kid had passed away
and everything it didn't say
if you wait another day
i will wait a day
the time has got me in its sway
though i'd like to ride away
i will wait another day
if you wait another day
i will wait a day
.
"Promenade" Marc Chagall
Is That All There Is ?
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up
in his arms and raced through the burning building out to the pavement.
I stood there shivering in my pajamas and watched the whole world go up in flames.
And when it was all over I said to myself, "Is that all there is to a fire"?
And when I was 12 years old, my father took me to a circus, the greatest show on earth.
There were clowns and elephants and dancing bears.
And a beautiful lady in pink tights flew high above our heads.
And so I sat there watching the marvelous spectacle.
I had the feeling that something was missing.
I don't know what, but when it was over,
I said to myself, "is that all there is to a circus?".
Then I fell in love, head over heels in love, with the most wonderful boy in the world.
We would take long walks by the river or just sit for hours gazing into each other's eyes.
We were so very much in love.
Then one day he went away and I thought I'd die, but I didn't,
and when I didn't I said to myself, "is that all there is to love?".
I know what you must be saying to yourselves,
if that's the way she feels about it why doesn't she just end it all?
Oh, no, not me. I'm in no hurry for that final disappointment,
for I know just as well as I'm standing here talking to you,
when that final moment comes and I'm breathing my lst breath, I'll be saying to myself:
Is that all there is, is that all there is?
If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing.
Let's break out the booze and have a ball.
If that's all there is...
"Is That All There Is ?" Peggy Lee
Do You Trust Me?
do you love me?yes i love you
do you trust me?
yes i do
do you love me?
yes i love you
and you trust me?
i'm not sure
now the stars are sick of shining
though nothing's really wrong
and it doesn't take a jealous man
to sing a jealous song
so you love me?
yes i love you
and you trust me?
yes i do
do you know me?
you don't know me
you can trust me
i don't know
now the lilac's lost its fragrance
and the soil has turned to dust
and it doesn't take a trusting man
to sing a song of trust
.
is it over?
it feels over
don't you trust me?
no i don't
sexta-feira, fevereiro 02, 2007
Sing A Song For You
In my heart is where I long for you In my smile I search for you
Each time you turn and run away I cry inside
My silly way, just too young to know any more
In my world the devil dances and dares
To leave my soul just anywhere
Until I find peace in this world
I'll sing a song everywhere I can
Just too young to know any more
The wind covers me cold
The starry skies all around my eyes
Far behind the city moans
Well worthy of the people there
Oh, the psalms they love to hear
So let me sing a song for you
Just to help your day along
Let me sing a song for you
One I've known so very long
Oh, please could you find the time
"Sing A Song For You" ( Tim Buckley ) The Magic Numbers
I Cried For You
you're beautiful so silentlyit lies beneath a shade of blue
it struck me so violently
when i looked at you
but others pass
the never pause
to feel that magic in your hand
to me you're like a wild rose
they never understand why
i cried for you
when the sky cried for you
and when you went
i became a hopeless drifter
but this life was not for you
though i learned from you
that beauty needonly be a whisper
i'll cross the sea
for a different world
with your treasure,
a secret for me to hold
in many years they may forget
this love of ours or that we met
they may not know
how much you meant to me
without you now i see
how fragile the world can be
and i know you've gone away
but in my heart you'll always stay
quinta-feira, fevereiro 01, 2007
Fool For You
i don't think that you meant to
you were standing in a doorway
i was trying to walk through
like an angel or the devil
i could never quite say
it doesn't matter, anyway
cuz i'm a fool for you
i'm a fool for you
open my heart and let the wind blow through
i'm a fool for you
you can tell me anything and i'll believe
cuz when you keep me hanging
it only feeds the dream
i'm never going to reach you
you're a distant shore
but you've still got me
coming back for more
oh, let the wind blow, through
now the snow is falling
all the roads are gone
the earth is moving
and i am moving on
i had so much to tell you
but no words to say
it doesn't matter, anyway
oh, i'm a fool for you
i'm still a fool for you
open my heart and let the wind blow through
cuz i'm a fool for you
"Fool For You" Heather Nova / "Boreas" John Waterhouse
Ne Me Quitte Pas
ne me quitte pas / il faut oubliertout peut s'oublier / qui s'enfuit déjà
oublier le temps / des malentendus
et le temps perdu / a savoir comment
oublier ces heures / qui tuaient parfois
a coups de pourquoi / le coeur du bonheur
ne me quitte pas / ne me quitte pas
moi je t'offrirai / des perles de pluie
venues de pays / où il ne pleut pas
je creuserai la terre / jusqu'après ma mort
pour couvrir ton corps / d'or et de lumière
je ferai un domaine / où l'amour sera roi
où l'amour sera loi / où tu seras reine
ne me quitte pas / ne me quitte pas
je t'inventerai / des mots insensés
que tu comprendras / je te parlerai
de ces amants-là / qui ont vu deux fois
leurs coeurs s'embraser / je te raconterai
l'histoire de ce roi / mort de n'avoir pas
pu te rencontrer / ne me quitte pas
ne me quitte pas / ne me qitte pas
on a vu souvent / rejaillir le feu
d'un ancien volcan / qu'on croyait trop vieux
il est paraît-il / des terres brûlées
donnant plus de blé / qu'un meilleur avril
et quand vient le soir / pour qu'un ciel flamboie
le rouge et le noir / ne s'épousent-ils pas
ne me quitte pas / ne me quitte pas
je ne vais plus pleurer / je ne vais plus parler
je me cacherai là / a te regarder
danser et sourire / et à t'écouter
chanter et puis rire / laisse-moi devenir
l'ombre de ton ombre / l'ombre de ta main
l'ombre de ton chien / ne me quitte pas
ne me quitte pas / ne me quitte pas
quarta-feira, janeiro 31, 2007
terça-feira, janeiro 30, 2007
Phone Me Tonight
Phone me tonight, when you’re pissedJust to tell me, that I’m missed
Tell me you want me, in your cunt
Tell me you’re not sure, what you want
Tell me you want me, in your cunt
Tell me you’re not sure, what you want
I tried to tell you, I made it clear
I think you make me, not want you here
I think you make me, not want you here
Phone me tomorrow, when you’re sober
Just to tell me, it’s all over
Tell me I’m not wanted, in your bed
Remember one thing, you haven’t said
I tried to tell you, I tried to say
I never wanted, it to end this way
"Phone Me Tonight" Arab Strap
I never wanted, it to end this way
"Phone Me Tonight" Arab Strap
One Day I'll Fly Away /// Fly /// FlyAway
i follow the nightcan't stand the light
when will i begin
to live again
one day i'll fly away
leave all this to yesterday
what more could your love do for me
when will love be through with me
why live life from dream to dream
and dread the day when dreaming ends
one day i'll fly away
leave all this to yesterday
why live life from dream to dream
and dread the day when dreaming ends
.
one day i'll fly away
one day i'll fly away
fly, fly away
"One Day I'll Fly Away" Nicole Kidman / "Moulin Rouge" Movie
segunda-feira, janeiro 29, 2007
Have You Forgotten ?
i can't let you be, cause your beauty won't allow mewrapped in white sheets
like an angel from a bed
time storyand shut out what they say
cause your friends are fucked up anyway
and when they come around
somehow they feel up and you feel down
when we were kids, we hated things our parents did
we listened low to casey kasem's radio show
that's when friends were nice
to think of them just makes you feel nice
the smell of grass in spring
and october leaves cover everything
have you forgotten how to love yourself?
i can't believe all the good things that you do for me
sat back in a chair like a princess from a faraway place
nobody's nice, when you're older your heart turns to ice
and shut out what they say
they're too dumb to mean it anyway
when we were kids, we hated things our sisters did
backyard summer pools and christmases were beautiful
and the sentiment of coloured mirrored ornaments
and the open drapes
look out on frozen farmhouse landscapes
have you forgotten how to love yourself?
"Have You Forgotten?" Red House Painters
"Afternoon Light" Susan Rios
Jenny Again
throw the knife into the streamrun away across the fields
leave me lying where i fell
rivers running out of me
meet my jenny in the lane
take a car and run away
get as far as you can get
before the new day
your heart beats quick and strong
your mind pores over it all
don't worry because no one saw me fall
sit inside a little chef
look around but not at her
see my kisses on her lips
see my fingers in her hair
think of this against your will
see the knife edge slipping in
see the questions in my eyes
as i ask them
change your name and find a job
marry jenny in the spring
buy a dog and call him pete
push the children on the swings
think about me now and then
try to find a peaceful space
count the days as they go by
count the lines upon your face
domingo, janeiro 28, 2007
Casimir Pulaski Day
In the morning through the window shade When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading
Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth
Tuesday night at the bible study
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens
I remember at Michael's house
In the living room when you kissed my neck
And I almost touched your blouse
In the morning at the top of the stairs
When your father found out what we did that night
And you told me you were scared
Oh the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you
In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window
In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing
Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications when
I see his face In the morning in the window
Oh the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes
"Casimir Pulaski Day" Sufjan Stevens






