jueves, enero 11, 2007

Esta es la música que más escucho en el coche...

Hope of The States - Sing it out

The signs above my head are clear to all
An underachiever but a true believer
Who never had a hope in hell
I am the soldier, I am the soldier
Who fought in the war for nothing
I am the damage that a dream does
I am the damage that a dream does

Sing it out, sing it out
you're not alone
you are not, you are not the only one
you were lost and now you're found
sing it out, sing it out

Sing it out, sing it out
you're not alone
you are not, you are not the only one
you were lost and now you're found
sing it out, sing it out

If i sing a song for economics
the numbers never add up
I am debt, I am loss, I am written off again
and again, and again, and again
So i walk this line alone
I endure cause I've always known
The only way things will ever change
is if I try and I'm right and I'm right and I'm right

Sing it out, sing it out
you're not alone
you are not, you are not the only one
you were lost and now you're found
sing it out, sing it out

Sing it out, sing it out
you're not alone
you are not, you are not the only one
you were lost and now you're found
sing it out, sing it out

Sing it out, sing it out
you're not alone
you are not, you are not the only one
you were lost and now you're found
sing it out, sing it out

Sing it out, sing it out
you're not alone
you are not, you are not the only one
you were lost and now you're found
sing it out, sing it out

RPWL - Roses

If the world is one big plan
Why must we lose our innocence
Why have we lost our paradise?
Paralysed. nothing to give

The chestnut vender in the rain
Haven't seen him since I moved away
Please tell me what I'm doing here
These strangers do not speak to me

All the things I tried to do
I never thought it was too late
So in this silence say a prayer
For the one who went away

Roses, are covering your face
And with my mind I'm calling out for you
But all that's left are

Roses, covering your face
And with my mind I'm calling out for you
But you cannot hear me

The rising spirit of the new
I can look through the windows of their minds
Why should we care about the means
Our last goal is to reach the end

All the things I tried to do
I never thought it was too late
So in this silence say a prayer
For the one who went away

Roses, are covering your face
And with my mind I'm calling out for
You but all that's left are

Roses, covering your face
And with my mind I'm calling out for you
But you cannot hear me

You said don't tell me we can take our time
So I hope that we will meet again
Sheltered in your faith you made me understand
But now what's left is hidden under ...

Roscoe - Midlake

Stonecutters made them from stones
Chosen specially for you and I
Who will live inside
The mountaineers gathered tender
Piled high
In which to take along.
Driving many miles, knowing they'd get here.

When they got here, all exhausted
On the roof leaks they got started
And now when the rain comes
We can be thankful

Ooh aah ooh
When the mountaineers
Saw that everything fit, they were
Glad and so they took off

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

The village used to be all one really needs
That's filled with hundreds and hundreds of
Chemicals that mostly surround you
You wish to flee but it's not like you
So listen to me, listen to me

Oh, oh, oh and when the morning comes,
We will step outside
We will not find another man inside
We like the newness, the newness of all
That has grown in our garden soaking for so long

Whenever I was a child I wondered what if my name had changed into something more productive like Roscoe
Been born in 1891
Waiting with my Aunt Rosaline

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

1891
They looked around the forest
They made their house from cedars
They made their house from stones

Oh, they're a little like you, and
They're a little like me
When they're falling me

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
(This place)
(This place)

When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with
(When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with)

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