17 de out de 2009

Cornerstone

I thought I saw you in The Battleship
but it was only a look alike
She was nothing but a vision trick
under the warning light
She was close,
close enough to be your ghost
But my chances turned to toast
when I asked her if I could call her your name

I thought I saw you in The Rusty Hook,
huddled up in a wicker chair
I wandered over for a closer look
and kissed whoever was sitting there
She was close and she held me very tightly
until I asked awfully politely
"please can I call you her name?"

I elongated my lift home
I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seat belt
and kept my short cuts to myself

I thought I saw you in The Parrot's Beak
messing with the smoke alarm
It was too loud for me to hear her speak
and she had a broken arm
It was close,
so close that the walls were wet
And she wrote it out in Letraset
"No, you can't call me her name"

Tell me where's your hiding place
I'm worried I'll forget your face
And I've asked everyone
I'm beginning to think I imagined you all along

I elongated my lift home
I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seat belt
and kept my shortcuts to myself

I saw your sister in The Cornerstone
on the phone to the middle man
When I saw that she was on her own
I thought she might understand
She was close,
well you couldn't get much closer
She said "I'm really not supposed to but yes, you can call me anything you want"

(Alex Turner)

Arctic Monkeys

2 comentários:

Cristiano Contreiras disse...

Além de um ótimo conceito, um visual agradável e organizada estrutura textual - seu blog cativa, Anderson.

Gosto também das dicas e da musicalidade presente aqui!

Te sigo!

Anderson disse...

Valeu, Cristiano! ;-)

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