jueves, 30 de abril de 2009

El día en que la Tierra permaneció estúpida

Dos canciones para una noche de insomnio.


Clem Snide - Collapse

When it finally collapsed all you heard was the radio static
and the fluttering sound of a bird that was trapped in the attic.
But you couldn't be sure that it wasn''t just all in your head
as you carefully swept all the broken glass out of your bed.

When it finally collapsed all the actors were hotly protesting:
the people they had to portray were a little depressing.
So a grass roots initiative based upon sharing and trust
Went into production to harness the power of dust.

When it finally collapsed as it had been since way before when
the pedophiles did their rendition of You've Got a Friend
and everyone had to admit that it wasn't half bad,
but they still felt uneasy fearing they'd be dismissed as a fad.

When it finally collapsed giant billboards made people aware
of the idea that we are comprised of just water and air.
And a vandal had written that Jesus knows just how you feel
when you're falling asleep, asleep at the wheel.
When you're falling asleep,
asleep at the wheel.



Castanets - No Light to Be Found
(Fare thee Faith, the Path Is Yours)

I've got something that my baby wants
and I've got something that my baby wants
And she's got something that I want too
Baby and I are through

I've been down to the bottom
with a bad, bad man
Down to the bottom babe
with a bad, bad man
Lay me down with your gentle hand

Well he said this darkness, it was untrue
And first he said this darkness, darlin', it was untrue
and that there was no light to be found in you
But I know, darlin', that that's not true

And I had a dream so black that I could not tell
Oh, honey, I had a dream so dark that I could not tell
But I know that's just as well

And I don't know, babe, just where you've been
I don't know, darlin', just where you've been
but I've hung myself heavy here.
Babe, I don't know where the hell I am

I thought that man, babe,
he might have something that I need
I thought that man, darlin',
he might have something that I need
But he had no anger for you or for me
And, babe, I swear
that man never even knew I was here

Some of these friends of mine,
how I miss them so
Good Lord, these sweet friends of mine
how I miss them so
But some of these, others beg
well they're driving me around
on some cold, dark, and strange
and deathly roads

Take me down to your river
I want to see how it runs
Down to your river, darlin',
I want to know just how it runs
But if that man waits on the path
then I know for good that I'm done

And I got a feeling
that man, he's just begun

1 comentario:

Edu Chinaski dijo...

Habrá que pegarles una escucha.....Qué tal van los dos temas de los Imaginarios?