dimecres, 11 de maig del 2016

"FEATHERS ARE FALLING "
JAMES YORKSTON



 

dimarts, 10 de maig del 2016

"ANGELENE"
P. J. HARVEY 



 My first name Angelene
Prettiest mess you've ever seen
Love for money is my sin
Any man calls I'll let him in

Rose is my colour and white
Pretty mouth, and green my eyes

I see men come and go
But there'll be one who will collect my soul
And come to me

Two thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two thousand miles away
It lays open like a road

Dear God, life ain't kind
People gettin born then dying
But I've heard there's joy untold
Lays open like a road in front of me

Two thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two thousand miles away
Lays open like a road

It seems so far away
I see men come and go
Two thousand miles until I reach that open road

My first name's Angelene
"SILENCE"
P.J. HARVEY 



 All those places
Where I recall the memories
That gripped me
And pinned me down

I go to these places
Intending to think
To think of nothing
No anticipate

And somehow expect
You'll find me there
That by some miracle
You'd be aware

I'd risen this morning
Determined to break
The spell of my longing
And not to think

I freed myself from my family
I freed myself from work
I freed myself
I freed myself
And remained alone

And in my thinking
Steal you away
Though you never wanted me
Anyway

Silence
Silence
Silence
Silence

dilluns, 9 de maig del 2016

"THE WHEEL"
P.J. HARVEY 


 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ReW0jJkag8

A revolving wheel of metal chairs
Hung on chains, squealing
Four little children flying out
A blind man sings in Arabic

Hey little children don’t disappear
(I heard it was 28,000)
Lost upon a revolving wheel
(I heard it was 28,000)

Now you see them, now you don’t
Children vanish ‘hind vehicle
Now you see them, now you don’t
Faces, limbs, a bouncing skull

Hey little children don’t disappear
(I heard it was 28,000)
All that’s left after a year
(I heard it was 28,000)
A faded face, the trace of an ear
(I heard it was 28,000)

A tableau of the missing
Tied to the government building
8,000 sun-bleached photographs
Faded with the roses

Hey little children don’t disappear
(I heard it was 28,000)
Lost upon a revolving wheel
(I heard it was 28,000)
All that’s left after a year
(I heard it was 28,000)
A faded face, the trace of an ear
(I heard it was 28,000)

And watch them fade out
And watch them fade out
And watch them fade out...

dimecres, 4 de maig del 2016

"HEY LUCINDA"
TINDERSTICKS 



 Hey Lucinda, come out drinking with me tonight
The summer's almost gone
Hey Lucinda, time is running out
Hey Lucinda, our time is running out

I'm getting tired of those guys,
tonight I'm gonna stay home (home)
I'm tired of hanging out,
maybe I’ll just stay home tonight

When will you let Lucinda,
That feeling is a creepy one
So, hey Lucinda, come out drinking with me tonight
The summer is almost gone
And soon…

The path that leads to your house
will be a treacherous, with the frost
And down we get lost in this cold, alone at night

I could drink all that this body could hold
but fought the fear I might fall over
And break these brittle bones
And these dirty little cigarettes we smoke
And the liquor it just throws a cloak
over the feelings we should show

Hey Lucinda
I may be waiting for you
The time is running out
Hey Lucinda,
I may be waiting for you
Our time... is running out

Hey Lucinda, you come out drinking with me tonight
Yeah, we could face and dance

I only dance to remember how dancing used to feel
And I wake up every morning to find you waiting for me

Time is wasting Lucinda
Those college guys, they'll be cheating
Sitting in our favorite spot

But they drink to the future not to forget the past

Hey Lucinda, (I may be waiting for you)
The time is running out… (I may be waiting for you)
But hey Lucinda,
Our time… is running out.

dimarts, 3 de maig del 2016

"HUBBARD HILLS"
TINDERSTICKS 


"HARMONY AROUND MY TABLE"
TINDERSTICKS