TOP песен исполнителя
"The Cribs"
"The Cribs"
- Men's Needs
- Our Bovine Public
- I'm a Realist
- Moving Pictures
- Girls Like Mystery
- We Share the Same Skies
- Be Safe
TOP альбомов исполнителя
"The Cribs"
"The Cribs"
название:
автор:
жанры: indie, british, rock
альбомы: Men's Needs, Women's Needs, Whatever
Be Safe
автор:
The Cribs
жанры: indie, british, rock
альбомы: Men's Needs, Women's Needs, Whatever
рейтинг: ★★★★★ / 4.8 / 761 просмотр
- Текст
- Открытка с текстом
One of those fucking, awful black days When nothing is pleasing and everything that happens Is an excuse for anger An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armorThese are the days when I hate the world Hate the rich, hate the happy Hate the complacent, the TV watchers Beer drinkers, the satisfied onesBecause I know I can be all of those little hateful things And then I hate myself for realizing that There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living We each know our own fateWe know from our youth, how to be treated How we'll be received, how we shall end These things don't changeYou can change your clothes Change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents But sooner or later your own self will always catch up Always it waits in the wingsIdeas swirl but don't stick They appear but then run off like the rain on the windshieldOne of those rainy day car rides, my head implodes The atmosphere in this car, a mirror of my skull Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold Walls of grey, nothing good on the radio, not a thought in my headI know a place we can go and I'm falling Love so hard that you wish you were tenLets take life and slow it down incredibly slow Frame by frame With two minutes that take ten years to live out Yeah, let's do thatTelephone poles like praying mantis against the sky Metal arms outstretched So much land traveled, so little sense made of it It doesn't mean a thing, all this land laid out behind usI'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while I'm disgusted with petty concerns Parking tickets, breakfast specials Does someone just have to carry this weight?Abstract typography, methane covenant Linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, stocky emissary Torturous lice, mad ElizabethChemotherapy bullshitThe light within you shines like a diamond mine Like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway Like a snake, eating it's own tail Steam turbine, frog farmTwo full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun Hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blow job Deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories Movements, the movie, unfeeling, unreeling, about to beginI know a place we can go and I'm falling Love so hard that you wish you were tenI've seen your hallway, you're a darn call away I've hear your stairs creak, I can fix my mind on your yes And your no, I'll film your face today in the sparkling canals All red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflectionRacing thoughts, racing thoughts, all too real You're moving so fast now, I can't hold your image This image I have of your face by the window Me standing beside you, arm on your shoulder A catalog of images, flashing glimpses then gone againI'm tethered to the post you've sunk in me And every clear afternoon I'll think of you, up in the air, twisting your heel Your knees up around me, my face in your hair You scream so well, your smile so loud, it still rings in my earsI know a place we can go and I'm falling Love so hard that you wish you were tenImitation, distant, tired of longing, clean white teeth Stay the course, hold the wheel, steer on to freedom Open all the boxes, open all the boxes Open all the boxes, open all the boxesTimes Square Midday, newspaper buildings News headlines going around, you watch as they go And hope there's some good ones, those tree shadows in the park They're all whispering, shake some leavesAround six p.m., shadows across the cobblestones Girl in front of bathroom mirror, she slowly and carefully Paints her face green and mask like Like Matisse, portrait with green stripeLong shot through apartment window A monologue on top but no girl in shot The light within me shines like a diamond mineLike an unarmed walrus Like a dead man face down on the highway Like a snake eating its own tail A steam turbine, frog farmTwo full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun Hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blow job Deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories Movements, the movie, unreeling, about to beginOh, great by me Yeah? Mine were alright, wasn't my best one but who cares? That's the spirit
Это интересно:The Cribs — это инди-рок группа из Вейкфилда, графства Западный Йоркшир, Великобритания. Группа состоит из братьев-близнецов Гарри и Райана Ярман и их младшего брата Росса Ярмана. Впоследствии к ним присоединился бывший гитарист The Smiths и Modest Mouse Джонни Марр, который стал официальным членом группы в 2008 году. Марр оставался в составе группы до 2011 года; об его уходе было официально объявлено 11... продолжение
А как ты думаешь, о чем песня "Be Safe" ?