lunes, 3 de octubre de 2016
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - 'Jesus Alone'
You fell from the sky
Crash landed in a field
Near the river Adur
Flowers spring from the ground
Lambs burst from the wombs of their mothers
In a hole beneath the bridge
She convalesce, she fashioned masks of clay and twigs
You cried beneath the dripping trees
Ghost song lodged in the throat of a mermaid
With my voice
I am calling you
You're a young man waking
Covered in blood that is not yours
You're a woman in a yellow dress
Surrounded by a charm of hummingbirds
You're a young girl full of forbidden energy
Flickering in the gloom
You're a drug addict lying on your back
In a Tijuana hotel room
With my voice
I am calling you
With my voice
I am calling you
You're an African doctor harvesting tear ducts
You believe in God, but you get no special dispensation for this belief now
You're an old man sitting by a fire, hear the mist rolling off the sea
You're a distant memory in the mind of your creator, don't you see?
With my voice
I am calling you
With my voice
I am calling you
Let us sit together until the moment comes
With my voice
I am calling you
Let us sit together in the dark until the moment comes
With my voice
I am calling you
With my voice
I am calling you
With my voice
I am calling you
With my voice
I am calling you
Teho Teardo & Blixa Bargeld - The Beast
This is the beast
If i close my eyes, the beast will close its eyes
If I stop swimming, the beast will dive
We sank a lot of ships together
Now the ocean is empty
But I'll get through
I'll make it for you
I'll make it through
Against the numbers
Against all odds
I will get through
Whatever I'm about
The beast is on my throat
Even so the beast doesn't mimic me
In it's movements, gestures, speech there is something similar to me
This is the beast
If I stop dreaming
It fully wakes the beast
If I stop pushing
The beast will close the door
And if I would start a fire
It would bring me giant trees
But I'll get through
I'll make it
For you
I'll make it through
Against God
And the statistics
I will get through
I don't know if the beast is there
To strangle or to embrace
Now the ocean is empty
But I'll get through
I'll make it for you
I'll make it through
Against the numbers
Against all odds
I will get through
Whatever I'm about
The beast is on my throat
Even so the beast doesn't mimic me
In it's movements, gestures, speech there is something similar to me
This is the beast
If I stop dreaming
It fully wakes the beast
If I stop pushing
The beast will close the door
And if I would start a fire
It would bring me giant trees
But I'll get through
I'll make it
For you
I'll make it through
Against God
And the statistics
I will get through
I don't know if the beast is there
To strangle or to embrace
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