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domingo, 20 de novembro de 2022

PJ Harvey & John Parish - Cracks In The Canvas



How do we cope
With the days after a death
Empty days
Nothing left
Not even a funeral
I see shapes forming inside paintings
Animals and humans feet on road
Walking towards something
Waiting for something

I'm looking for an answe
Me and a million others
disbelievers, deserted lovers
Dear god you better not let me down this time

Cracks in the canvas
Look like roads that never end
Honey
Go to sleep
You have no one to wait for
And now, here's another voice

Outside the window
The voices of ten thousand angels
Tten thousand lives that lived before>

sábado, 19 de novembro de 2022

Rage Against The Machine - Ashes In The Fall


A mass of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress
Dressed in slow death
Feeding on hunger
And glaring through the promise
Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
A mass of nameless at the oasis
That hides the graves beneath the master’s hill
Are buried for drinking
The river’s water
While shackled to the line
At the empty well

This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground

Listen to the fascist sing
“Take hope here
War is elsewhere
You were chosen
This is god’s land
Soon we’ll be free
Of blot and mixture
Seeds planted by our
Forefather’s hand”

A mass of promises
Begin to rupture
Like the pockets
Of the new world kings
Like swollen stomachs
In Appalachia
It’s the priests that fuck you
As they whisper holy things
A mass of tears have transformed to stones now
Sharpened on suffering
And woven into slings
Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never brings

This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground

Ain’t it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper

Ain’t it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper

This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground

Like ashes in the fall

sexta-feira, 18 de novembro de 2022

U2 - Flower Child



(All you know, you don’t know yet)

On the fifth day of may, she was breaking away
When the moon came and sat on your shoulder
She was still young, not yet highly strung
As you need to be when you get older
George was a street, when you first faced the feat
You put money on the color of the sky
Well the color of her voice left you there with no choice
But to drink the Liffey dry

The seeds that you sow
You wanna watch them growing
Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart
Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart

Here comes Holy Joe, now how would he know
How laughter can make a man cruel
It’s fire on fire, and lovers conspire
To either a duet or duel
When it’s fire on fire, the flames just get higher
The harder you work to put them out
Well you know that you’re similar, sugar and weedkiller
Both heading north facing south


The seeds that you sow
You wanna watch them growing
Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart
Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart
Wild…

(Hush)

What’s on your breath is it fear of death
That makes such a man promiscuous
Your mouth was dry like when you were about to lie
And her lips are so luscious
You’ve seen it before, you hurled at her door
Like a dog when she needed a man
Now she aches and she breaks, and she takes
On the weight of your world, ‘cause she almost can

The seeds that you sow
Well you wanna watch them growing
The wind, where will it blow
My flower child
Growing wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart
Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart
Wild…

The sky was steel grey, up on Appian Way
As the yellow hats dug up the road
Didn’t hear what you said, as the lights turned red
On a love that should have stayed gold
Gold

(This the verse or the chorus?)

Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart
Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart
Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart
Wild, you grow wild
You grow wild in my heart

quinta-feira, 17 de novembro de 2022

Sonic Youth - Stereo Sanctity


I'm keeping my commission
To faith's transmission
Two speakers dream the same
And skies turn red
Satellites flashing down Orchard and Delancey
I can't get laid cuz everyone is dead

Hey - gold connections
Analog soul waving in your hair
Hey - hylozoic directions
She's talking blue streaks everywhere

Your spirit is time-reversed to your body
Stereographic mix-up field on field
It started growing up the day your body dies
Only apparently real to irreal

Hey - stereo stations
Perfect image, kneel down
Hey - hypostatic information
Come on let's hear you turn it around

terça-feira, 15 de novembro de 2022

Smashing Pumpkins - Steps in Time



Can you
Can you hear me?
Can you feel?
You feel me?

Written as a birthright
On pregnant bough, a guarded night
Is it more than what you'd bargained for

Steps in time
We're steps in time

Risen to the fore
Yet rotten to our core
More has ceded more
Where history divides

Do you love me?
I'm shouting out
Will you need me now?
I've had it all
But the honor
Sha-la-la
Sha-la-la
Will you love me?
Shouting out what the ages brought
And triumph not what goes reeling
Sha-la-la
Sha-la-la
Sha-la-la
Sha-la-la

Dream-dream of new dreams
It's the cream of blessed shock
Boy, your gift ain't squandered
Boy, your head screams artifice
To the aught Decembrists we bid bye-bye

Steps in time
We're steps in time

Risen to the fore
Yet rotten to our core
More has ceded more
Where history divides

Do you love me?
I'm shouting out
Will you need me now?
I've had it all
But the honor
Sha-la-la
Sha-la-la
Will you love me?
Shouting out what the ages brought
And triumph not what goes reeling
Sha-la-la
Sha-la-la
Sha-la-la
Sha-la-la

segunda-feira, 14 de novembro de 2022

Florence And The Machine - My Love



I was always able to write my way out
Song always made sense to me
Now I find that when I look down
Every page is empty

There is nothing to describe
Except the moon still bright against the worrying sky
I pray the trees will get their leaves soon

So tell me where to put my love
Do I wait for time to do what it does?
I don't know where to put my love

And when it came, it was stranger than I had ever imagined
No cracking open of heaven
But quiet and still (All my friends are getting ill)

So tell me where to put my love
Do I wait for time to do what it does?
I don't know where to put my love
So tell me where to put my love
Do I wait for time to do what it does?
I don't know where to put my love

My arms emptied, the skies emptied
The billboards emptied
My arms emptied, the skies emptied
The buildings emptied

So tell me where to put my love
Do I wait for time to do what it does?
I don't know where to put my love
So tell me where to put my love
Do I wait for time to do what it does?
I don't know where to put my love

My arms emptied, the skies emptied
The billboards emptied
My arms emptied, the skies emptied
The buildings emptied

domingo, 13 de novembro de 2022

Garbage - I Hate Love


Your words are pretty but I already know who you are
I knew you before you met me long before we would part
Before you tricked me and laid on my bones
Before you kissed me and buried my hope
Before you stole my spirit and rode the show into the wall

Shore you up. They lay all their dreams on you
They let you in and you start to believe you're soft as a miracle
Unfurled, I was new and unfurled
Innocent and open as any lamb and hoping for paradise

Yeah I hate love
Yeah I hate love
So I hate love
Yeah I hate love

Love leaves you desperate and feeling a fool
Love makes you ruthless and love makes you cruel
And love makes you crazy with nothing but lies
Love promises nothing and then your love dies

Unfurled, I was new and unfurled
Innocent and open as any lamb and hoping for paradise

Yeah I hate love
Yeah I hate love
So I hate love
Yeah I hate love

(Hey, it's me. Call me)
Then your love dies
(It's 2 AM, where are you?)
Then your love dies
(Where are you?)
Then your love dies
(Can you call me? Can you call me back?)

sábado, 12 de novembro de 2022

The Kills - Run Home Slow



You play with dogs
You lay with the dogs
You like it or not man
You lay with the dogs
Chewing your fingers
And rattling your mouth
Four and twenty hours
Just to wait for the sound

It's easily done my friend
It's easily done my friend
And you're wild for the night
And you run home slow
And you're wild for the night
And you run home slow

You lay with the dogs man
You lay with the dogs
A little too long man
You lay with the dogs
Chasing their taillights
And jumping their bones
Four and twenty hours
Till they take you on home

It's easily done my friend
Just take it and run, my friend
It's easily done
It's easily done
I'd easily do it again

And you're wild for the night
And you run home slow
And you holler and cry
And you run home slow
And you're hit and you're down
And you run home slow, little pony

Took a cherry, took a twenty
Took my skin and took my bone
Took a car and took a hit
And took myself far away from home
Took your card and took your messages
And took a look and then
Took a walk and turned around
And took a look again
You took my boots, you took my keys
And took a twenty, took a ten
Took your calls and your warnings about calling again

And you're wild for the night
And you run home slow
And you holler and cry
And you run home slow
And you're hit and you're down
And you run home slow, little pony

It's easily done my friend
Just take it and run my friend
It's easily done
It's easily done
I've easily done it again

And you're wild for the night
And you run home slow
And you holler and cry
And you run home slow
And you bitch and you whine
And you run home slow, little pony

Took your card and took your messages
And took a look and then
Took a walk and turned around
And took a look again
You took my boots, you took my keys
You took a twenty and took a ten
Took your calls and your warnings about calling again

And you're wild for the night
And you run home slow
And you're wild for the night
And you run home slow
And you're wild for the night
And you run home slow, little pony
Little pony
Little pony
Little pony

sexta-feira, 11 de novembro de 2022

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Stranger Than Kindness



Stranger than kindness
Bottled light from hotels
Spilling everything
Wet hand from the volcano
Sobers your skin
Stranger than kindness

You caress yourself
And grind my soft cold bones below
Your map of desire
Burned in your flesh
Even a fool can come
A strange lit stair
And find a rope hanging there
Stranger than kindness

Keys rain like heaven’s hair
There is no home there is no bread
We sit at the gate and scratch
The gaunt fruit of passion
Dies in the light
Stranger than kindness

Your sleeping hands journey
They loiter
Stranger than kindness
You hold me so carelessly close
Tell me I’m dirty
Stranger than kindness