Κυριακή 18 Νοεμβρίου 2012

Salt


και όταν τα δέντρα ανθίσουν  εμείς θα μεθύσουμε  ξανα.
αυτό περιμένω με λαχτάρα.

σα μωρό παιδί.

να γεννηθώ.
να ξαναζήσω και να πεθάνω τελικά στα ανθισμένα 
δέντρα μεθυσμένη.

γιατι ο βάλτος θέλει μαγεία μέχρι να βουλιάξεις μέσα.
και ώσπου να πιάσεις πάτο πονάς και μένεις δίχως ανάσα.
αναπνοή κρυμμένη μέσα στο σώμα
και τα λόγια ύστερα γίνονται δάκρυα πικρά.

πονάει η λάσπη και καίει όπως η κόλαση κάποιες μέρες.

τα λουλούδια περιμένουν  στεφάνι στα μαλλιά μου να γινουν.
οταν ανθίσουν τα δέντρα ολα θα είναι έτοιμα


No life, no life without a fall
Now the wind has swept us all
Down to this mission wall

And the love, the love we pray to keep
Has buried us so deep

And me singing this same sad song

How I fell into her arms
Her warm and loving arms
She said  You can never be free
You can never be like me

Now I'm a mad dog and I'll be
Now you honey on my tree

Whether sweet tomorrow

In the mellow wallow

Oh there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow, yeah

We will never have it all

Tonight I'm screaming at the wall

Peel the paint of my window rail
Touch, material has no choice
Peel the paint off with my voice
Curse this city's deplex song
Now I'm sleeping on the floor

Honey I'm soaking wet and
Oh they're coming out, they're coming out, they're coming for me
As long as we are free
We'll be doomed to live and die
Under the great suburban sky
And I'll always holler
In the mellow wallow
Oh there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow
Jesus

Heaven, heaven head of hell
You are treating me quite well

Washed me up upon a shore
Now I'm scratching down your door
All the words become my hands
Cold and broken on the floor
Peeling gooseflesh off your back
Pulling back your long black hair

Now this beauty is my queen
Skinny arms so very slow
A perfume neck and a blanket so small
Oh, what beauty, oh what bridge

I will sleep tomorrow
And in the mellow wallow
Oh, there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow
Oh, and I fall to be controlled

Lost and swept away
I will always wait it out
Won't you listen now
Let me sleep tomorrow inn

We'll never have it all
Now the wind has swept us all

Down to this mission wall

And see, the rhythm is your hand
Speed the rhythm, speed the band

This is the bright amphetamine sky

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