can you hear what I’m saying?

Hide in Your Shell

Hide in your shell cos the world is out to bleed you for a ride
What will you gain making your life a little longer?
Heaven or Hell, was the journey cold that gave your eyes of steel?
Shelter behind painting your mind and playing joker

Too Frightening to listen to a stranger
Too Beautiful to put your pride in danger
You’re waiting for someone to understand you
But you’ve got demons in your closet
And you’re screaming out to stop it
Saying life’s begun to cheat you
Friends are out to beat you
Grab on to what you scramble for

Don’t let the tears linger on inside now
Cos it’s sure time you gained control
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know
Well, let me show you the nearest signpost
To get your heartback and on the road
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know.

All through the night as you lie awake and hold yourself so tight
What do you need, a second-hand-movie-star to tend you?
I as a boy, I believed the saying the cure for pain was love
How would it be if you could see the world through my eyes?

Too Frightening- the fire’s getting colder
Too Beautiful- to think you’re getting older
You’re looking for someone to give an answer.
But what you see is just an illusion
You’re surrounded by confusion
Saying life’s begun to cheat you
Friends are out to beat you
Grab on to what you can scramble for
Don’t let the tears…
… just let me know
I wanna know…
I wanna know you…
Well let me know you
I wanna feel you
I wanna touch you
Please let me near you
Can you hear what I’m saying?
Well I’m hoping, I’m dreamin’, I’m prayin’
I know what you’re thinkin’
See what you’re seein’
Never ever let yourself go

Hold yourself down, hold yourself down
Why d’ya hold yourself down?
Why don’t you listen, you can
Trust me,
There’s a place I know the way to
A place there is need to feel you
Feel that you’re alone
Hear me
I know exactly what you’re feelin’
cos all your troubles are within you
please begin to see that I’m just bleeding to
Love me, love you
Loving is the way to Help me, help you
– Why must we be so cool, oh so cool?
Oh, we’re such damn fools…

Supertramp “Crime of the Century” (1974)

Anúncios

fistful of love

Antony and the Johnsons’ beautiful Fistful of Love set to National Geographic’s Creation sequence.

LYRICS

I was lying in my bed last night staring
At a ceiling full of stars
When it suddenly hit me
I just have to let you know how I feel
We live together in a photograph of time
I look into your eyes
And the seas open up to me
I tell you I love you
And I always will
And I know you can’t tell me
I know you can’t tell me

So I’m left to pick up
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion
So I’m left to pick up
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion

And I feel your fists
And I know it’s out of love
And I feel the whip
And I know it’s out of love
And I feel your burning eyes burning holes
Straight through my heart
It’s out of love
It’s out of love

I accept and I collect upon my body
The memories of your devotion
I accept and I collect upon by body
The memories of your devotion

And I feel your fists
And I know it’s out of love
And I feel the whip
And I know it’s out of love
And I feel your burning eyes burning holes
Straight through my heart
It’s out of love, ooh hoo
It’s out of love

Give me a little bit serious love
Give me a little full love
Be full of love

Fists, fists, fists full of love…

música

Coming from the wrong part of the yard, from the other side of the track

I grew up with gypsies

playing accordion

wanting to tell my future

while my dad emptied a bottle of explorer [cheap vodka]

taught myself to play guitar and those chords

djangos quintett playing from the grammophone

with second hand suits in the closets

and brass bands live every night in the garden

it started out good but then the problems came

stepped in the shit early, and the tax bill

i mean the responsibilities

rights

governments

the justice system

the likelihood is small, the unemployment office admits

maybe one should change name or

sell the mobile home or

knock out the gold tooth or

but some time the prejudice must be caught up with

You can call me an outsider

because i didn’t do what the others did when they

did what people did back in the days

no, im not the neighbour above

but the old lady calls the cops every time and says that i make the noise

comes from the right part of town

thats the problem

i grew up in the nicest neighbourhoods

my dad is a designer etc.

my other dad is already late

myself I was a kid and adopted

so my school time was very hard and complex

because my classmates thought it was wrong that

and the teacher was soon to get her pension

not their fault that

things turned out the way they did

according to recommendations from the holy scripture

johans dad “watch out, he’s the anti christ!”

according to miss teacher who tried to explain it sure

maybe we should have shot’er

or carried her out of th’re

now she’s dead and lies in the urn

but in some way the words still live on

the house peace, or something like that

I barely have any time to listen to your criticism

not Lykke Li

but pretty happy [Lycklig]

so lady please give me a chance to listen to my music

but no

Not “when in rome”

If the spoon is made of silver I”ll take it when I get there

they told me so many times

so thanks but no thanks, ill find the exit

but everything is just a dream

I’m swedish, I mean, I just go past the line

I’m even a man and I have a higher wage

as long as I don’t sit around with no job

I like the opposite sex

So kid I’m hardly what you call a fag

But kid I might be what you call slow

cause I don’t understand what you’re saying even if I hear you

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