miércoles, 18 de agosto de 2010
arcade fire
Modern Man
So I wait my turn, I’m a modern man
And the people behind me, they can’t understand
Makes me feel like
Makes me feel like
So I wait in line, I’m a modern man
And the people behind me, they can’t understand
Makes me feel like
Something don’t feel right
Like a record that’s skipping, I’m a modern man
And the clock keeps ticking, I’m a modern man
Makes me feel like
Makes me feel like
In my dream I was almost there
When you pulled me aside and said you’re going nowhere
They say we are the chosen few, but we waste it
And that’s why we’re still waiting
On a number, for the modern man
Maybe when you’re older you will understand
Why you don’t feel right
Why you can’t sleep at night now
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
Like a modern man
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
Like a modern man
Oh I had a dream I was dreaming
And I feel I’m losing the feeling
Makes me feel like
Like something don’t feel right
I erase the number of the modern man
Want to break the mirror of the modern man
Makes me feel like
Makes me feel like
In my dream I was almost there
Then you pulled me aside and said you’re going nowhere
I know we are the chosen few, but we waste it
And that’s why we’re still waiting
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
Like a modern man
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
And if it’s alright, then how come you can’t sleep at night?
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
Like a modern man
I’m a modern man
So I wait my turn, I’m a modern man
And the people behind me, they can’t understand
Makes me feel like
Makes me feel like
So I wait in line, I’m a modern man
And the people behind me, they can’t understand
Makes me feel like
Something don’t feel right
Like a record that’s skipping, I’m a modern man
And the clock keeps ticking, I’m a modern man
Makes me feel like
Makes me feel like
In my dream I was almost there
When you pulled me aside and said you’re going nowhere
They say we are the chosen few, but we waste it
And that’s why we’re still waiting
On a number, for the modern man
Maybe when you’re older you will understand
Why you don’t feel right
Why you can’t sleep at night now
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
Like a modern man
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
Like a modern man
Oh I had a dream I was dreaming
And I feel I’m losing the feeling
Makes me feel like
Like something don’t feel right
I erase the number of the modern man
Want to break the mirror of the modern man
Makes me feel like
Makes me feel like
In my dream I was almost there
Then you pulled me aside and said you’re going nowhere
I know we are the chosen few, but we waste it
And that’s why we’re still waiting
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
Like a modern man
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
And if it’s alright, then how come you can’t sleep at night?
In line for a number, but you don’t understand
Like a modern man
I’m a modern man
lunes, 9 de agosto de 2010
The middle way out
ten years too soon
nine days away
in the middle of a city life
there's a little of a country spark
but deep
deep down inside
you cannot hide
from the feelings to which there's no name
make you act in certain ways how long
before you take it slow?
before you take the middle way out
it makes sense
oh it glows
when it shows
you will recognize how all extremes
shatter happiness for hopeless dreams
how long
before you take it slow?
before you take the middle way out
how long?
nine days away
in the middle of a city life
there's a little of a country spark
but deep
deep down inside
you cannot hide
from the feelings to which there's no name
make you act in certain ways how long
before you take it slow?
before you take the middle way out
it makes sense
oh it glows
when it shows
you will recognize how all extremes
shatter happiness for hopeless dreams
how long
before you take it slow?
before you take the middle way out
how long?
Bystanders
Never know where to go alone
Don't show anything at all
Don't take time to notice a change of pace
Don't take time to know what's their type of race
Never asking the important questions at all
By standards
Work for the unload
To get up and further down the road
Whenever time sneaks up on us
We take time and sing back in past's voice
My friend travel cities within cities
My dogs howl night between nights
We choose to lust over dead weather
You learn to die to be alive
Never asking the important questions at all
Don't show anything at all
Don't take time to notice a change of pace
Don't take time to know what's their type of race
Never asking the important questions at all
By standards
Work for the unload
To get up and further down the road
Whenever time sneaks up on us
We take time and sing back in past's voice
My friend travel cities within cities
My dogs howl night between nights
We choose to lust over dead weather
You learn to die to be alive
Never asking the important questions at all
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