quarta-feira, fevereiro 03, 2016
quarta-feira, outubro 30, 2013
Sleepy Song
Tell me
I can think right
Am I going home tonight
Or staying here?
I can think right
Am I going home tonight
Or staying here?
Turn over
Turn out the light
I'm going home tonight
Not staying here
If you let me sleep
I won't wake up
I haven't closed my eyes for days
Sleep
I won't wake up
I haven't closed my eyes
Turn out the light
I'm going home tonight
Not staying here
If you let me sleep
I won't wake up
I haven't closed my eyes for days
Sleep
I won't wake up
I haven't closed my eyes
Tell me
I can think right
I'm going home tonight
Not staying here
I can think right
I'm going home tonight
Not staying here
Turn over
Turn out the light
I'm going home tonight
Not staying here
If you let me sleep
I won't wake up
I haven't closed my eyes for days
Sleep
I won't wake up
I haven't closed my eyes
(Tindersticks)
Turn out the light
I'm going home tonight
Not staying here
If you let me sleep
I won't wake up
I haven't closed my eyes for days
Sleep
I won't wake up
I haven't closed my eyes
(Tindersticks)
Etiquetas: Tindersticks
quarta-feira, junho 15, 2011
Trouble Every Day
Look into my eyesYou see trouble every day
It’s on the inside of me
So don’t try to understand
I get on the inside of you
You can blow all away
Such a slightest breath
And I know who I am
Look into my eyes
Hear the words I can’t say
Words that defy
And they scream it out loud
I get on the inside of you
You can wave it all away
Such a slightest thing
It’s just the rise of your hand
And there’s trouble every day
There’s trouble every day
There’s trouble every day
There’s trouble every day
If I want you back
I could get away
Before the sunshine leaves your eye
But I need to know
How to find a place
Before the days become nights
Before the years become lies
And there’s trouble every day
You know that I love again
Please make it start again
There’s trouble every day
You know that I’ll always hear
The words that you never say
There’s trouble every day
This time it’s startling me
The words I can never say
There’s trouble every day
You know that I’ll always hear
The words that you never say
Look into my eyes
Hear the words I can’t say
You know that I’ll always hear
The words that you never say
(Tindersticks)
Etiquetas: Tindersticks
domingo, outubro 07, 2007
A Marriage Made in Heaven
She fell in love with my singingShe knew the bells started ringing
She thought there was only her there
But, me, I just live for the clapping
A hand delivery of an invite to my premiere
When he fell in love, I was acting
I sent her flowers, asked her to marry me
But all I heard was their clapping
Now she cries with a cigarrette at the window
He croons and moans like he's hurting
She cries so well
He croons and moans, just croons and moans
Now, I had no idea she needed direction
And he was at the mercy of his writers
For the songs I needed for me to touch her
Those sad, sad songs to make me happy
Now she cries with a cigarrette at the window
He croons and moans like he's hurting
She cries so well
He croons and moans, just croons and moans
We re-enact the love scenes from her/my movies
But I never thought, but she uses a stand-in
His voice is croakier every day now
And she cries so well
(Tinderticks com Isabella Rossellini)
Etiquetas: Isabella Rossellini, Tindersticks
quarta-feira, junho 06, 2007
City Sickness
I'm crawling, don't know where to or fromThe centre of things from where everything stems
Is not where I belong
I have the city sickness, growing inside me
So this is where I ran for freedom
Where I may not be free
I have these hands beating with love for you
And you're not here to touch
Sent you away, what else can I do
When I need something that much?
I'm hurting babe, in the city there's no place for love
It's just used to make people feel better
It's not like us
I got this sickness as I got off the train
Now it chafes away at my heart
Until nothing remains
I'm okay afterwards
Afterwards lasts for minutes only
I'm okay during
You kind of fill up my mind
It's just that before, may last forever
It's just that before, may just fuck my mind
(Tindersticks)
Etiquetas: Tindersticks
sexta-feira, novembro 03, 2006
Whiskey & Water
Turn my whiskey into waterMy cigarettes, I don't know what they taste like
Other women seem so ugly to me now
Playthings stand dusty
Books lie open on the page where I met her
And that other life
Is just a memory to me now
So tell me how it feels
It feels so good
Tell me how it goes
It goes so fast
So tell me how it feels
It feels so good
Tell me how it goes
It goes so fast
So fast
I was clumsy, heavy-handed
Grown selfish, ill-tempered
But that life
Is just a memory to me now
Softly nudge towards her
Gently put inside her
And that other life
Just seems so ugly to me now
So tell me how it feels
It feels so good
Tell me how it goes
It goes so fast
So tell me how it feels
It feels so good
Tell me how it goes
It goes so fast
So fast
(Tindersticks)



