sábado, 27 de agosto de 2011
viernes, 26 de agosto de 2011
4 chrods of the apocalypse - Julian Casablancas
I hear it in your silence, when you don't speak
What was funny then, isn't funny anymore
I can hear it in your voice, there's always a catch
We're going nowhere, and we're going there fast.
Anything to watch while we are waiting for this Apocalypse.
What more is there to do?
It's nice to be important, but so close to being despised
It's more important to be nice, I guess, than being wise.
I'll take your shoppin', I'll take you dancing too
I'll take you out, all the things you want to do
I'll give you diamonds, and I'll give you space
So be with anyone you want, it's alright with me.
Our time is over
Don't you know that if a time-warp was open
I'd stay right in my place
That war is over.
I hear it in your silence, when you don't speak
There is a quiet crying rage, burning inside you so deep
I'll give you anything, but I'll give you problems
So be with anyone you want, it's alright with me.
I hear it in your voice, can see it in your lips
There's always a catch... I guess that's alright with me
No one's around, but the map says "you are here"
Now I can hear loneliness screaming in my ear.
Our time is over
Don't you know that if a time-warp was open
I'd stay right in my place
The war ain't over yet
This war ain't over yet...
Being nice is only hard when others aren't
Our time is over.
jueves, 25 de agosto de 2011
The death of you and me - Noel Gallagher
high tide, summer in the city
the kids are looking pretty
but isn't it a pity that the sunshine
is followed by the thunder, with thoughts of going under
and is it any wonder
why the sea is calling out to me
i seem to spend my whole life running
from people who would be
the death of you and me
cause i can feel the storm clouds
sucking up my soul
high tide, life is getting faster
and no one has the answer
i try to face the day though
in a new way
the bottom of a bottle
is every man's apostle
let's run away together
you and me
forever we'd be free
free to spend our whole lives running
from people who would be
the death of you and me
cause i can feel the storm clouds
sucking up my soul
let's run away and see
forever we'd be free
free to spend our whole lives running
from people who would be
the death of you and me
cause i can feel the storm clouds coming
i'm watching my tv, or is it watching me?
i see another new day dawning
it's rising over me, my mortality
and i can feel the storm clouds
sucking up my soul
Me hubiera gustado que me caiga mejor la banda de Liam pero lamentablemente no puedo.
Se impone Noel.
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