15 dezembro 2005

Scratch #050


Solsbury Hill
Climbing up on solsbury hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe

Came in close, I heard a voice

Standing stretching every nerve
I had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination

My heart was going boom boom, boom
Son, he said, grab your things,
I’ve come to take you home.


To keeping silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut

Turning water into wine

Open doors would soon be shut

So I went from day to day
Tho’ my life was in a rut

’till I thought of what I’d say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery

I walked right out of the machinery

My heart was going boom boom boom

Hey, he said, grab your things,
I’ve come to take you home.

Yeah back home

When illusion spin her net
I’m never where I want to be

And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free

Watched by empty silhouettes

Who close their eyes, but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don’t need a replacement
I’ll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart was going boom boom boom
Hey, I said, you can keep my things,
They’ve come to take me home.


Lyrics by Peter Gabriel
Image by PV ("Mantiqueira Hills")

Scratch motivado por
coincidências.


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