Creo que me costaría mucho cansarme de ciertas canciones de este disco:
Giardini di Mirò - Punk... not diet -
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lastFM 1.
Too Much Static For A Beguine Indifference, masculine, traitor, and into that milling swarm the enemies pointed their guns towards the window panes of our rooms. Tonight, a few meters further from the house, her father shows off a few gold english coins, pretending to offer them as an act of charity. The winter must be in the house. Soon. In the harms of night, a silence which even crickets don’t dare profane. Repeated howls are heard. We walk to the lake and sink into the frozen water. Everything is static
2.
The Swimming Season Everything is static
Since that
So what i’ve become
the dark rooms of your father
just can’t overwhelm
at dawn we might be careful
for our love it might rise
at the end of the snow
at dawn we might be quiet
for our bones they might rest
at the end of the snow
the dark room we left further
through the woods.
You ‘ve been scared
as tons of christians feared the lions
In the coliseum and cried
For solitude
And Everything was made
To waste the best of what they had in store
everything is static
i’m after everything
just staring at the basement of
this fall
you’ve been tryin
To waste the best of what i had in store
3.
Given Ground (Oops. Revolution On Your Pins) Feel not to converge soon
Fear not to comfort soon
who could not imagine how
i will learn for you
Everyone is combined in teeth
Or pills
everyone is wrestling at your feet
until someone is set to fight with you
everyone can live on sale
and everyone can carve me with
hands like yours
but you can’t kiss all of them
if you can’t wash your teeth
afterwards
until you eat out yourself
you eat
who could not imagine how
i will learn for you
4.
Connect The Machine To The Lips Tower... connect the machine to the lips tower *be proud of your cake*
5.
Once Again A Fond Farewell A Bright winter
Could be killed
by your spears?
take off your sweetest dress
lift off your darkest breast
til all smears
Girl guilt
I can't mother your fears
My gifts will burn
Waiting for you
6.
The Comforting Of A Transparent Life He says he wants to buy a metal shade
which they’ll never collide
she fills the room with dark blades of grass
that she couldn’t revive
the plastic trees of the wasted time
on a winter’s end are fading her mind
the crucifix on the liquor’s blue
hits the comforting of a transparent life
What twenty years at last will give?
She can’t make him stop
she can’t make her stop but he knows she will
she’s filtering the pastor’s truth
he’s fingering with her feelings’ glue
but the frequency could make’em stop
(this knot is standin’ still)
7.
When You Were A Postcard Summers are worth more than this boat
We sail all day like a farewell to winter
A lampara keeps on burning
and somehow we can’t return
from endless waits for strawberries
to the great beyond of our tragedies
for all the time i’ve tried to tell myself
to hold on
no one could give us wind
it just resonates a mile apart
from there
it just resonates a mile apart
it just resonates a mile apart
from there
8.
Last Act In Baires Like it's easy clear
Nobody calls your name
If you leave a day to breathe
I'll hold it inside me
Nothing to push away
If I leap and fall
Return to serene
No more reason to push away
If you had everything
Doubt and reason to fall
(and hoping I could breathe)
No more places to push away
Hoping everything is clear
(Hoping I could breathe)
Easy clear
Walk from here
No more fear
Return to serene
9.
Dolphins Are Here, To Watch Your Blue Blood Flow