The expected unexpected has come #2
©2007 ~schnin
Jeff Buckley | Lover you should've come over
Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know
When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one
So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late
Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong
Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late
Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late
* d'après Al Berto
Etiquetas: drogas duras, Jeff Buckley, morto amado nunca mais pára de morrer, música para o dia de hoje
posted by saturnine | 00:57 |
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6 Comentários:
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jeff buckley arrepia-me sempre. e é explosivo juntá-lo às tuas palavras.
Tu não me faças uma coisa destas que eu não aguento... esta é apenas e só a música da minha vida... E eu já nem digo mais nada. Tu dizes tudo e tão bem... E a imagem... Oh God! Tudo perfeito! Perfeito! Perfeito!
E é por estas e por outras que eu insisto em continuar perdida em nenhures... I keep going round and round on the same old circuit... Enfim...
Beijinho grande grande*
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tu pareces estar em sintonia com os afectos de todos os que encontram aqui um espelho bom do melhor de si. em sintonia, mas nunca em repetição.
(isto, porque tenho ouvido esta canção nos últimos tempos.. mais do que devia, até. e a tua introdução... nem comento :)
vanessa, é isso mesmo.
salomé, como te percebo. *
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