sábado, agosto 08, 2009

Rain (2005)

quinta-feira, junho 04, 2009

Hero Of War (Official)

Hero Of War


terça-feira, outubro 07, 2008

Hero Of War



He said, “Son,
have you see the world?
Well, what would you say
If I said that you could?
Just carry this gun and you’ll even get paid.


I said, “That sounds pretty good.

Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair but it looked alright
We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight

A hero of war
Yeah that’s what I’ll be
And when I come home
They’ll be damn proud of me
I’ll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it’s flag that I love
And a flag that I trust

I kicked in the door
I yelled my commands
The children, they cried
But I got my man
We took him away
A bag over his face
From his family and his friends

They took off his clothes
They pissed in his hands
I told them to stop
But then I joined in
We beat him with guns
And batons not just once
But again and again

A hero of war
Yeah that’s what I’ll be
And when I come home
They’ll be damn proud of me
I’ll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it’s flag that I love
And a flag that I trust

She walked through bullets and haze
I asked her to stop
I begged her to stay
But she pressed on
So I lifted my gun
And I fired away

And the shells jumped through the smoke
And into the sand
That the blood now had soaked
She collapsed with a flag in her hand
A flag white as snow

A hero of war
Is that what the see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me
And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But it’s a flag that I love
It’s the only flag I trust

He said, “Son, have you seen the world?
Well what would you say, if I said that you could?

Rise Against . Hero Of War

quarta-feira, julho 16, 2008

Set The Fire To The Third Bar



I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from A to where you'd B
It's only finger lengths that I see

I touch the place
Where I'd find your face
My fingers in creases
Of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground and I
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm heart

After I've traveled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted close our eyelids

And dreaming pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in

And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground and I
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground and I
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

Snow Patrol featuring Martha Wainwright

domingo, novembro 11, 2007

Rain



Take a photograph, it'll be the last
not a dollar or a crowd could ever keep me here
i don't have a past i just have a chance
not a family or honest plea remains to say

rain rain go away come again another day
all the world is waiting for the sun

is it you i want or just the notion of your heart to wrap around
so i can find my way around
safe to say from here your getting closer now
we are never sad cause we are not allowed to be

rain rain go away come again another day
all the world is waiting for the sun

rain rain go away come again another day
all the world is waiting for the sun

to lie here under you is all that i could ever do
to lie here under you is all

to lie here under you is all that i could ever do
to lie here under you is all

rain rain go away come again another day
all the world is waiting for the sun

rain rain go away come again another day
all the world is waiting for the sun
all the world is waiting for the sun
all the world is waiting for the sun...

Breaking Benjamin

quinta-feira, setembro 13, 2007

The River


And they came to the river
And they came from the road
And he wanted the sun
Just to call his own
And they walked on the dirt
And they walked from the road
Until they came to the river
Until they came up close
Throw your pain in the river
Throw your pain in the river
Live your pain in the river
To be washed away slow

And we walked without words
And we walked with our lives
Two silent birds
Circled by
Like our pain in the river
And a pain in the river
And the whites suns scatters
Washed away slow

And we followed the river
And we followed the road
And we walked through this land
And we called it a home
But he wanted the sun
And I wanted the whole
And the whites lights scatters
And the sun sets low
Like the pain in the river
Like the pain in the river
Like the whites lights scatters
To be washed away slow
Like the pain in the river
Like the pain in the river
Like the way light scatter
To be washed away slow...


PJ Harvey . The River

quinta-feira, agosto 09, 2007

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