jueves, 29 de noviembre de 2007

A todos los solitarios

Esta es una de las canciones más dulcemente tristes que conozco.

Sun comes up, its tuesday morning
Hits me straight in the eye
Guess you forgot to close the blind last night
Oh, thats right, I forgot, it was me

I sure do miss the smell of black coffee in the morning,
The sound of water splashing all over the bathroom,
The kiss that you would give me even though I was sleeping,
But I kind of like the feel of this extra few feet in my bed
Telephones ringing, but I dont answer it
cause everybody knows that good news always sleeps till noon

Guess its tea and toast for breakfast again
Maybe Ill add a little t.v. too
No milk! god, how I hate that
Guess Ill go to the corner, get breakfast from jenny
Shes got a black eye this morning, `jen howd ya get it?
She says, `last night, bobby got a little bit out of hand

Lunchtime. I start to dial your number
Then I remember so I reach for something to smoke
And anyways Id rather listen to coltrane
Than go through all that shit again

Theres something about an afternoon spent doing nothing
Just listening to records and watching the sun falling
Thinking of things that dont have to add up to something
And this spell wont be broken
By the sound of keys scraping in the lock

Maybe tonight its a movie
With plenty of room for elbows and knees
A bag of popcorn all to myself,
Black and white with a strong female lead
And if I dont like it, no debate, Ill leave

Here comes that feeling that Id forgotten
How strange these streets feel
When youre alone on them
Each pair of eyes just filled with suggestion
So I lower my head, make a beeline for home
Seething inside

Funny, Id never noticed
The sound the streetcars make as they pass my window
Which reminds me that I forgot to close the blind again
Yeah, sure Ill admit there are times when I miss you
Especially like now when I need someone to hold me
But there are some things that can never be forgiven
And I just gotta tell you
That I kinda like this extra few feet in my bed

Trata de echar de menos a alguien, pero necesitar más la soledad. Creo que lo mejor es acompañarla con un beso.

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