segunda-feira, setembro 28, 2009

Another Sunny Day!

Another sunny day, I met you up in the garden
You were digging plants, I dug you, beg your pardon
I took a photograph of you in the herbaceous border
It broke the heart of men and flowers and girls and trees

Another rainy day, we're trapped inside with a train set
Chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met
You've got the attic window looking out on the cathedral
And on a Sunday evening bells ring out in the dusk

Another day in June, we'll pick eleven for football
We're playing for our lives the referee gives us fuck all
I saw you in the corner of my eye on the sidelines
Your dark mascara bids me to historical deeds

Now everybody's gone you picked me up for a long drive
We take the tourist route the nights are light until midnight
We took the evening ferry over to the peninsula
We found the avenue of trees went up to the hill
That crazy avenue of trees, I'm living there still

There's something in my eye a little midge so beguiling
Sacrificed his life to bring us both eye to eye
I heard the Eskimos remove obstructions with tongues, dear
You missed my eye, I wonder why, I didn't complain
You missed my eye, I wonder why, please do it again

The lovin is a mess what happened to all of the feeling?
I thought it was for real; babies, rings and fools kneeling
And words of pledging trust and lifetimes stretching forever
So what went wrong? It was a lie, it crumbled apart
Ghost figures of past, present, future haunting the heart

3 comentários:

Anónimo disse...





Mãozinhas disse...

Uma das cinco personalidades do filme reivindica o seu direito ao bem comum que é a democracia blogosférica..o que é isto de andar a mudar profiles sem dizer nada hein?:P

(ainda vou descobrir o que é que fazem umas socas na nossa imagem de apresentação do "filme")


Mãozinhas disse...

ohhhh não mudei propositadamente! a foto que tínhamos la começou a dar erro e desapareceu sem solução (senão não a tiraria pelos motivos óbvios), coloquei esta um pouco à sorte porque achei que fazia um paradoxo giro entre mãos e pés (ou sócas).

se arranjares uma melhor, fixe!