It’s the kind of night that’s so cold, when you spit
It freezes before it hits the ground
And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar
If he’s out tonight, he must be truly down
And I’m searching all the windows for a last minute present
To prove to you what I said was real
For something [...]
Arquivo de Julho, 2009
‘Cause cheap is how I feel – Cowboy Junkies
Posted in Lyrics on Julho 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Lost My Driving Wheel – Cowboy Junkies
Posted in Lyrics on Julho 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Just came up on the midnight special
Hey, how ’bout that
My car broke down in Texas
she stopped dead in her tracks
Just called to tell you that I need you
Just called to tell you how I feel
I feel like some old engine that’s lost my driving wheel
I feel like some old engine that’s lost my driving wheel
They [...]
This Street, That Man, This Life – Cowboy Junkies
Posted in Lyrics on Julho 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
This street holds its secrets like a cobra holds its kill
This street minds its business like a jailer minds his jail
That house there is haunted
That door’s a portal to hell
This street holds its secrets very well
That man wears his skin like a dancer wears her veils
That man stalks his victims like a cancer stalks a [...]
Fading like a flower (every time you leave) – Roxette
Posted in Lyrics on Julho 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
In a time where the sun descends alone
I ran a long long way from home
to find a heart that’s made of stone
I will try, I just need a little time
to get your face right out of my mind
to see the world through different eyes
Every time I see you oh I try to hide away
but when [...]
Na terra do coração – Caio Fernando Abreu
Posted in Caio Fernando Abreu on Julho 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Nave, ninho, poço, mata, luz,
abismo, plástico, metal,
espinho, gota, pedra, lata.
Passei o dia pensando – coração meu, meu coração. Pensei e pensei tanto que deixou de significar uma forma, um órgão, uma coisa. Ficou só com-cor, ação – repetido, invertido – ação, cor – sem sentido – couro, ação e não. Quis vê-lo, escapava. Batia e [...]
High and dry – Radiohead
Posted in Lyrics on Julho 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that’s pretty clever don’t you boy.
Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop.
You’d kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop.
You broke another mirror; you’re turning into something you are not.
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry
Don’t leave me high, [...]
