14 janeiro 2011

as canções que estão a encher o dia: The Chameleons . Second Skin e Elysian Fields . The Moment



One cold damp evening
The world stood still
I watched as I held my breath
A silhouette I thought I knew
Came through
And someone spoke to me
Whispered in my ear
This fantasy's for you
Fantasies are "in" this year

My whole life passed before my eyes
I thought
What they say is true
I shed my skin and my disguise
And cold, numb and naked
I emerged from my cocoon
And a half remembered tune
Played softly in my head

Then he turned smiling
And said
I realise a miracle is due
I dedicate this melody to you
But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
Everywhere
It feels like I'm everywhere

It's like you fail to make the connection
You know how vital it is
Or when something slips through your fingers
You know how precious it is
Well you reach the point where you know
It's only your second skin

Someone's banging on my door

Alternative Lyrics from Marks songbook (Dearest dead days):
One cold damp evening
The world stood still
I watched as I held my breath
A silhouette I thought I knew
Came through
And someone spoke to me
Whispered in my ear
This fantasy's for you
Fantasies are "in" this year

My whole life passed before my eyes
I thought
What they say is true
I shed my skin and my disguise
And cold, numb and naked
I emerged from my cocoon
And a half remembered tune
Played softly in my head

Then he turned smiling
And said
I realise a miracle is due
I dedicate this melody to you
But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
Everywhere
It feels like I'm everywhere
It's like you fail to make the connection
You know how vital it is
Or when something slips through your fingers
You know how precious it is
Well you reach the point where you know
It's only your second skin
Someone's banging on my door





I was lost
I was found
I was free
I was bound
The moment my eyes struck yours

I was old I awas new
I was born I was throught
The moment my eyes struck yours

I was strong I was weak
I was fearless meek
The moment my eyes struck yours

I was troubled
I was calmed
I was naked
I was armed
The moment my eyes struck yours

The moment my eyes struck yours
The moment my eyes struck yours

I was lit
I was dark
I was a flood
I was the ark
The moment my eyes struck yours

The moment my eyes struck yours
The moment my eyes struck yours
The moment my eyes struck yours
The moment my eyes struck yours
The moment

sobre os primeiros não há muito a dizer: sobre os segundos também não: haverá "tanto para escutar e tudo para sentir".

quanto à primeira canção é uma daquelas de uma vida: quanto à segunda também.

a primeira tem uma marca de água impressionante: a segunda impressiona pela simplicidade marcante.

a primeira tem uma letra inesquécivel e uma interpretação memorável: a segunda tem uma letra de desintegração desarmante, como todas as espécies de desintegração e uma interpretação magistral.

são ou não canções de devoção: são ou não canções de encher um dia?

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