3 de novembro de 2006

E-Bow The Letter

REM (feat. Patti Smith)

Look up, what do you see?

All of you and all of me

Fluorescent and starry

Some of them, they surprise

The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.

This letter

Fields of poppies, little pearls

All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed

Each and every one a little scary

I said your nameI wore it like a badge of teenage film stars

Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras

Dreaming of maria callas

Whoever she is

This fame thing, I dont get it

I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it

Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves

I can take you far

This star thing, I dont get it

Ill take you over, there

Ill take you over, there

Aluminum, tastes like fear

Adrenaline, it pulls us near

Ill take you over

It tastes like fear, there

Ill take you over

Will you live to 83?

Will you ever welcome me?

Will you show me something that nobody else has seen?

Smoke it, drink

Here comes the flood

Anything to thin the blood

These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet

Phone, eat it, drink

Just another chink

Cuts and dents, they catch the light

Aluminum, the weakest link

I dont want to disappoint you

Im not here to anoint youI would lick your feet

But is that sickest move?

I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow

And whod have thought tomorrow could be so strange?

My loss, and here we go again

Ill take you over, there

Ill take you over, there

Aluminum, tastes like fear

Adrenaline, it pulls us near

Ill take you over

It tastes like fear, there

Ill take you over

Look up, what do you see?

All of you and all of me

Fluorescent and starry

Some of them, they surprise

I cant look it in the eyes

Seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene

Cherry-flavored neck and collar

I can smell the sorrow on your breath

The sweat, the victory and sorrow

The smell of fear, I got it

Ill take you over, there

Ill take you over, there

Aluminum, tastes like fear

Adrenaline, it pulls us near

Ill take you over

It tastes like fear, there

Ill take you over

Pulls us near

Tastes like fear..Nearer, nearer

Over, over, over, over

Yeah, look over

Ill take you there, oh, yeah

Ill take you there

Oh, over

Ill take you there

Over, let me

Ill take you there..There, there, baby, yeah

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

há pessoas q nascem com um propósito... talvez.
também há bandas.
os rem nasceram pra se juntarem à patty e criarem esta música...
quando oiço músicas destas, apetece-me fazer algo brutal... sanguinolento... ou algo demasiado terno, incontido.
é demasiada esta musica.

Anónimo disse...

eu gosto da vertigem, esta música têm-a.