Se han sentido alguna vez como una cancion?
Yo sí... Muchas veces...
Champagne Supernova
Oasis
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you when we were getting high?
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Cos people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning round
We don't know why
Why, why, why, why
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Cos people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning round
We don't know why
Why, why, why, why
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
Porque algún día me encontrarán atrapado en un alud, en una supernova de champaña del cielo
posted by 3d0 @ 7:54 a. m.
2 Comments:
Canciones... no sabes como me gusta la musica...
Si me he sentido como una cancion, especialmente estos dias donde todo trata de hacerme reventar... pero mi cancion es un tanto distinta =P
Pressure
As the pressure grows and these feelings flow
trample on bodies, bodies in holes of faith
times I've asked the Lord for forgiveness
while kept under a spell of a sweating locust's breath
no need to tell me 'cos it's written on your face
sliding down now with the black lights shining
I don't care where you go - you won't get away from me
black as the night is day filled with no sympathy
marching down the hall for a misery
I don't care where you go - you won't get away from me
Mouth tastes of sick
my stomach twisting inside
everything's wrong
and I can't get away
the gravity of fear
you can feel it coming near
it's coming straight for you
it will twist and drag you down
I don't care where you go - you won't get away from me
black as the night is day filled with no sympathy
marching down the hall for a misery
I don't care where you go - you won't get away from me
Nunca me había llegado esta canción tanto como ahora... Saludos
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