martes, 1 de julio de 2014

Jose Gonzalez - Heartbeats

Happy Rhodes - Words Weren't Made For Cowards


I am transparent
An open book
There's no choice in the matter
But the breath from my mind
Is living air
And the notes from my heart
Are what I share

Words weren't made for cowards
There's not much to hide behind
We can see for a mile
Without our eyes
I can see through a smile
To any lie

Must I pry your lips apart?
And look for thoughts
Look for thoughts
Beneath your tongue

So you think nothing said
Is nothing lost?
Well, I would buy every line
At any cost

Do I have to dig?
Do I have to prod?
Reach into your chest
And pull your feelings out?

Are you dancing dead?
Or maybe walking toast?
If you feel anything
Be brave
Come forth
Let it show

Tell me what d'you think of life?
Tell me do you think at all?
Never fear
There's a place
Where you are safe
Where you don't have to be real
Or have a face

My time's too short to waste on
Things you say without your brain
Will you paint works of art
When you speak?
When you open your mouth
Will I weep?

Do I have to dig?
Do I have to prod?
Reach into your chest
And pull your feelings out?

Are you dancing dead?
Or maybe walking toast?
If you feel anything
Be brave
Come forth
Let it show

I will watch you like a hawk
Wait for you to make a slip
Think it's easy to fake what you know?
You'll never fool anyone
With your little show

You are transparent regardless of
All the efforts made
Efforts made to mask your face
You reveal everything in a phrase
You conceal what your mouth betrays

Do I have to dig?
Do I have to prod?
Reach into your chest
And pull your feelings out?

Are you dancing dead?
Maybe walking toast?
If you feel anything
Be brave
Come forth
Let it show

Do I have to dig?
Do I have to prod?
Reach into your chest
And pull your feelings out?

Are you dancing dead?
Maybe walking toast?
If you feel anything
Be brave
Come forth
Let it show

lunes, 9 de junio de 2014

Kings Of Leon - Come Around Sundown [Full Album]

London Grammar - Nightcall

Ara Malikian - Paranoid Android

David Sylvian - Some Kind Of Fool


Maybe I'm wrong
I should just keep moving on...
I suppose.
But I'll see it through
Just like some kind of fool.

You say you care
That this kind of life
Leads nowhere.
Still, I guess, I'll see it through
Just like some kind of fool

The rules of the game
We constantly play
Can be cruel.
If nothing else remains
I've promised to stay
And I do.

Crying again, you say these words
Are just sentimental things,
But I'll stay with you
Just like some kind of fool.

All the things we say,
Apportioning blame are untrue
And nothing else remains,
I've promised to stay
And I do,
And I do? like some kind of fool.

The rules of the game
We so often play
Can be cruel.
If nothing else remains
I've promised to stay
And I do,
And I do? like some kind of fool