Sunday, October 15, 2006

The Ocean Breathes Salty

De uns tempos pra cá, toda vez que abro meu WINAMP, ele insiste em abrir com essa música, seja qual for a musica que ouvi por último...
E percebi que ele tem razão pois essa música é linda e com uma letra incrível.

Deixo a letra aqui para ela enriquecer o meu famigerado BLOG...ahhh...e comprem o CD ou baixem...sei lá, apenas de um jeito de escuta-la, ela MERECE!!!


Your body may be gone, I’m gonna carry you in.
In my head, in my heart, in my soul.
And maybe we’ll get lucky and we’ll both live again.
Well I don’t know. I don’t know.
I don’t know. Don’t think so.
Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I’ll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away form me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I don’t think a while. I had to think a while.
The ocean breathes salty, wont you carry it in?
In you head, in your mouth, in your soul.
And maybe we’ll get lucky and we’ll both grow old.
Well I don’t know. I don’t know.
I don’t know. I hope so.
Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I’ll tell you want you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.
Well that is this and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw
and I’ll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky
You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye.
[You missed] When the earth folded in on itself.
[You missed] And said “Good luck,
for your sake I hope heaven and hell
[You missed] are really there, but I wouldn’t hold my breath.”
[You missed] You wasted life, why wouldn’t you waste death?
[You missed] You wasted life, when wouldn’t you waste death?
The ocean breathes salty, wont you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
The more we move ahead the more we’re stuck in rewind.
We’ll I don’t mind. I don’t mind. How the hell could I mind?
Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I’ll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw
and I’ll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You wasted life, why wouldn’t you waste the afterlife?

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