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domingo, 3 de agosto de 2008

I Grieve

Peter Gabriel


It was only one hour ago
It was all so different then
Nothing yet has really sunk in
Looks like it always did
This flesh and bone
Is just the way that we are tied in
But there's no one home

I grieve for you
And you leave me

So hard to move on
Still loving what's gone
Say life carries on
Carries on and on and on and on

The news that truly shocks
Is the empty, empty page
While the final rattle rocks
Its empty, empty cage
And I can't handle this

I grieve for you
You leave me

Let it out and move on
Missing what's gone
Say life carries on
Say life carries on and on and on

Life carries on in the people I meet
In everyone that's out on the street
In all the dogs and cats
In the flies and rats
In the rod and the rust
In the ashes and the dust
Life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on
Just the car that we ride in
The home we reside in
The face that we hide in
The way we are tied in
As life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on

Did I dream this belief
Or did I believe this dream
Now I will find relief

I grieve

quinta-feira, 3 de janeiro de 2008

"Darkness" - Peter Gabriel

i'm scared of swimming in the sea
dark shapes moving under me
every fear i swallow makes me small
inconsequential things occur
alarms are triggered memories stir
it's not the way it has to be
i'm afraid of what i do not know
i hate being undermined
i'm afraid i can be devil man
and i'm scared to be divine
don't mess with me my fuse is short
beneath this skin these fragments caught
when i allow it to be
there's no control over me
i have my fears but they do not have me
walking through the undergrowth,
to the house in the woods
the deeper I go, the darker it gets
i peer through the window
knock at the door
and the monster i was so afraid of
lies curled up on the floor
is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy
i cry until i laugh
i'm afraid of being mothered
with my balls shut in the pen
i'm afraid of loving women
and i'm scared of loving men
flashbacks coming in every night
don't tell me everything's alright
when I allow it to be it has no control over me
i own my fear so it doesn't own me
walking through the undergrowth,
to the house in the woods
the deeper i go, the darker it gets
i peer through the window
knock at the door
and the monster i was so afraid of
lies curled up on the floor
is curled up on the floor
just like a baby boy
i cry until i laugh