não sei o que me faz gostar tanto dele... talvez seja a cara de tristeza pura, ou então as melodias muito muito simples que casam perfeitamente com as letras, ou qualquer outra coisa que dificilmente teria explicação em palavras. o fato é que esse rapaz foi bão. corrigindo, é bom, porque verbos no passado são tristes. e se ele ainda é amado, ainda não morreu.
First the mic then a half cigarette
Singing cathy's clown
That's the man that she's married to now
That's the girl that he takes around town
She appears composed, so she is, i suppose
Who can really tell?
She shows no emotion at all
Stares into space like a dead china doll
I'm never gonna know you now, but i'm gonna love you anyhow
Now she's done and they're calling someone
Such a familiar name
I'm so glad that my memories remote
'cos i'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note
Here it is the revenge to the tune
"you're no good,
You're no good you're no good you're no good"
Can't you tell that it's well understood
I'm never gonna know you now, but i'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm here today and expected to stay on and on and on
I'm tired
I'm tired
Looking out on the substitute scene
Still going strong
Xo, mom
It's ok, it's alright, nothing's wrong
Tell mr. man with impossible plans to just leave me alone
In the place where i make no mistakes
In the place where i have what it takes
I'm never gonna know you now, but i'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm never gonna know you now, but i'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm never gonna know you now, but i'm gonna love you anyhow
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Quando eu penso em músicas tristes, logo me vêm nomes tristes, como Radiohead, Neutral Milk Hotel e Elliott Smith.
To numa fase mais mpb, mais feliz!
Beijos, Audi!
(já tentei postar um comentário muito parecido com esse, então se aparecerem dois, deculpa aê!).
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