dimarts, 7 d’octubre de 2008

Travelling light by Tindersticks

There are places I don't remember
There are times and days, they mean nothing to me
I've been looking through some of them old pictures
They don't serve to jog my memory

I'm not waking in the morning, staring at the walls these days
I'm not getting out the boxes, spread all over the floor
I've been looking through some of them old pictures
Those faces they mean nothing to me no more
(...)
There's a crack in the roof where the rain pours through
That's the place you always decide to sit
Yeah I know I'm there for hours, the water running down my/your face
Do you really think you keep it all that well hid?
(...)

1 comentari:

  1. Hola Maria
    M'afegeixo a l'enhorabona, benvinguda al món dels blogaires, estic segura que les teves aportacions seran de gran qualitat i bellesa, com tot el que tu fas.
    Una abraçada
    Carme

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