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terça-feira, maio 27, 2008
domingo, setembro 09, 2007
London
i'm wandering round and round nowhere to go
i'm lonely in london london is lovely so
i cross the streets without fear
everybody keeps the way clear
i know, i know no one here to say hello
i know they keep the way clear
i'm lonely in london without fear
i'm wandering round and round
here nowhere to go
while my eyes
go looking for flying
saucers in the sky
Publicada por FLY à(s) 22:29
Etiquetas: Cibelle, Devendra Banhart
London
a group approaches a policeman
he seems so pleased to pleace them
it's glad to live at least and i agree
he seems so pleased at least
and it's so good to live in peace and
sunday, monday, years and i agree
i agree
i choose no face to look at
choose no way
i just happen to be here
and it's ok
green grass, blue eyes
gray sky, god bless
silent pain and happiness
i came around to say yes
and i say
but my eyes
go looking for flying
saucers in the sky
Publicada por FLY à(s) 22:25
Etiquetas: Cibelle, Devendra Banhart
quinta-feira, agosto 30, 2007
Green
hold the earth above me
lay down in the green grass
remember when you loved me
come closer don't be shy
stand beneath a rainy sky
the moon is over the rise
think of me as a train goes by
clear the thistles and brambles
whisper 'didn't he ramble
'now there's a bubble of me
and it's floating in thee
Grass
things are now made of me
the weather vane will say
it smells like rain today
god took the stars and he tossed them
can't tell the birds from the blossoms
you'll never be free of me
he'll make a tree from me
don't say good bye to me
describe the sky to me
and if the sky falls, mark my words
we'll catch mocking birds
lay your head where my heart used to be
hold the earth above me
lay down in the green grass
remember when you loved me
.
"Green Grass" Tom Waits
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