11 AM [incubus]
Seven a.m.
The garbage truck beaps as it backs up
And I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away
Could I push rewind?
The credits traverse, signifying the end
But I missed the best part
Could we please go back to start?
Forgive my indecision
Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side
But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride
Eleven a.m.
By now you would think that I would be up
But my bedsheets shade the heat of choices I've made
And what did I find?
I never thought I could want someone so much
Cause now you're not here and I'm knee deep in that old fear
Forgive my indecision
I am only a man
Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side
But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride
Twelve p.m. and my dusty telephone rings
Heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be?
I hope it's you
* esta é a musica que eu queria que fosse o que ele estivesse sentindo...mas já que num está,quem sente sou eu
letras de músicas que inspiram, consolam ou partem o coração...
Tuesday, April 01, 2003
PRETTY IN PINK [psychedlic furs]
Caroline laughs and it's raining all day
She loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the place in the side of our lives
Where nothing is ever put straight
She turns herself round and she smiles and she says
'This is it, that's the end of the joke'
And loses herself in her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk through in their coats
.
She's pretty in pink
Isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
.
All of her lovers all talk of her notes
And the flowers that they never sent
And wasn't she easy
And isn't she pretty in pink
The one who insists he was first in the line
Is the last to remember her name
He's walking around
In this dress that she wore
She is gone
But the joke's the same
.
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
.
Caroline talks to you softly sometimes
She says 'I love you' and 'Too much'
She doesn't have anything you want to steal
Well, nothing you can touch
She waves
She buttons your shirt
The traffic is waiting outside
She hands you this coat
She gives you her clothes
These cars collide
.
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she...
* ok, a música mesmo eu só lembro da versão do automatic 7 (que alguns dizem ser do social distortion, veja só...) mas é tão bom de cantar que eu achei que valia estar aqui.
Caroline laughs and it's raining all day
She loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the place in the side of our lives
Where nothing is ever put straight
She turns herself round and she smiles and she says
'This is it, that's the end of the joke'
And loses herself in her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk through in their coats
.
She's pretty in pink
Isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
.
All of her lovers all talk of her notes
And the flowers that they never sent
And wasn't she easy
And isn't she pretty in pink
The one who insists he was first in the line
Is the last to remember her name
He's walking around
In this dress that she wore
She is gone
But the joke's the same
.
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
.
Caroline talks to you softly sometimes
She says 'I love you' and 'Too much'
She doesn't have anything you want to steal
Well, nothing you can touch
She waves
She buttons your shirt
The traffic is waiting outside
She hands you this coat
She gives you her clothes
These cars collide
.
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she...
* ok, a música mesmo eu só lembro da versão do automatic 7 (que alguns dizem ser do social distortion, veja só...) mas é tão bom de cantar que eu achei que valia estar aqui.
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