domingo, julho 12, 2009

Funny The Way It Is


Lying in the park on a beautiful day
sunshine in the grass and the children play
sirens passing, fire engine red
someone’s house is burning down on a day like this.

The evening comes and we’re hanging out
on the front step and a car goes by with the windows rolled down
and that War song is playing, “Why Can’t We Be Friends?”
someone is screaming and crying in the apartment upstairs.

Funny the way it is and if you think about it
somebody’s going hungry and someone else is eating now
funny the way it is, not right or wrong
somebody’s heart is broken and it becomes your favorite song.

The way your mouth feels in a lover’s kiss
like a pretty bird on the breeze or water to a fish
but a bomb blast brings the building crashing to the floor
hear the laughter while the children play war.

Funny the way it is, if you think about it
one kid walks ten miles to school, another’s dropping out
funny the way it is, not right or wrong
on a soldier’s last breath, his baby’s being born.

Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing underneath
it must have been much harder when there was no bridge, just water
now the world is small, compared to how it used to be
with mountains, and oceans, and winters, and rivers, and stars.

Watch the sky, a jet plane so far out of my reach
is there someone up there looking down on me?
A boy chase a bird, so close, but every time
he'll never catch her, but he can’t stop trying.

Funny the way it is, if you think about it
one kid walks ten miles to school, another’s dropping out
funny the way it is, not right or wrong
on a soldier’s last breath, his baby’s being born
funny the way it is, not right or wrong
somebody’s broken heart becomes your favorite song
funny the way it is, if you think about it
one kid walks ten miles to school, another’s dropping out.

Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing underneath
it must have been much harder when there was no bridge, just water
now the world is small, compared to how it used to be
with mountains, and oceans, and winters, and rivers, and stars.

(Dave Matthews Band)

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2 Comments:

Blogger Nuno Guronsan said...

Este blogue está muito alive...

;)))

Bons sonhos, sim senhora.
Beijos.

11:29 da tarde  
Blogger Patricia said...

...alive and kicking :)

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12:10 da manhã  

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