sobota, 28 kwietnia 2012

night 338 - The Bear That Wasn't - Winterwandering

Smutny belgijski niedźwiadek...



night 337 - The Narrative - Eyes Closed



The clouds hold
A storm over this road...
You're dreaming...
Or at least you've got your eyes closed

And this dormant love you've built inside your stubborn ways,
Well its begging now, for air...
...Of the silent breath of change...
As these waves crash against the highway cliffs...
I'm so scared they'll flood me where I sit...
Well the roads, they change to waterways...
They never carry home...

You pull back (pull back) and you angle towards the window...
Now the rain is crashing down,
And oh my god, you're beautiful...
And i'm so unsighted, still I pray you'll hold back your escape....
Yeah we still got time
And in my mind these bends could be steered straight...

As these waves crash against the highway cliffs,
I'm so scared they'll flood me where i sit...
Well the roads, they change to waterways...
They never carry home

Well, I'm sorry for the things I had to say...
And I'm sorry i pushed your hand away from the radio...
I pushed your hand away from the radio...
I should have just let it go...

piątek, 6 kwietnia 2012

night 335 - Stone Temple Pilots - Creep

Cóż ja na to poradzę, że one ciągle za mną chodzą... Smutne i sentymentalne do tego :) Nie przeszkadza mi nawet nieco grafomański tekst i fakt, że ten utwór boleśnie uświadamia nam skąd biorą się na polskim rynku muzycznym potworki pokroju Piotra Kupichy i jak bardzo można sponiewierać tak szlachetny wzorzec.






Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin' under house
Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
All's I gots is time
Got no meaning, just a rhyme

Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
I'm half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be


Feelin' uninspired
Think I'll start a fire
Everybody run
Bobby's got a gun
Think you're kinda neat
Then she tells me I'm a creep
Friends don't mean a thing
Guess I'll leave it up to me



Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
I'm half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be

Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
I'm half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be,
Half the man I used to be