09 septiembre 2008

Eso eres tú, eso soy yo.




Pioneer to the falls

De: Interpol

Album: Our Love To Admire.

Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
Vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
The soul can wait

It is still pretty
What with all these leaves
We’ll be fine
We’ll be fine

But if it’s still pretty
What with all these leaves
We'll be fine
And supervised

Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
And you vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today

Oh no, you try
You tried, straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
Girl, I know you try
You fly straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
But here comes the fall...

So much for make believe, I'm not sold
So much for pain's deceit, I'm not prepared to know
Your heart makes me feel
Your heart makes me bold
For always and ever, I'll never let go
Always concealed
Safe and inside, alive!

Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
In a passion it broke
I pull the black from the grey
But the soul can wait


I felt you so much today...




Say Hello To The Angels

De: Interpol

Album: Turn On The Bright Lights.


I want your silt parts
the parts that the birds love
I know there’s such a place
I had my back turned,
you didn’t realize I’m lonely
You lack the things
to which I relate

But I see no harm.
Come ‘way, come ‘way, come ‘way
It’s over.
And 1, 2, 3

When I’m feeling lazy, it's probably because
I’m saving all my energy to pick up when you
Move into my airspace
Move into my airspace
Something’s coming over me
I see you in the doorway
I cannot control the part of me that swells up when you
Move into my airspace
Move into my airspace

But each night,
I bury my love around you
Oh each night,
I bury my love around you
You're linked to my innocence

This is a concept
This is a bracelet
This isn’t no intervention
This is a concept
This is a bracelet
This isn’t no intervention
This isn't you yet
What you thought was such a conquest
Your hair is so pretty and red
Baby, baby, you're really the best

Can I get to this way, I think so
Can I get to this way, I think so
Can I get to this way? Can I get to this way?
Can I get to this way? Can I get to this way?

We should take a trip now to see new places
I'm sick of this town and I've seen my faces change
We should take a trip to see new places
I'm sick of this town, I've seen my faces change
(each night I bury my love around you)

Say hello, say hello to the angels
Say hello, say hello to the angels

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