8/04/2010

lost in translation...

"free to live, last time
and you, you’re always
you’re wonderful, i wanted you
i do, i do, i do
free to go, i know
and you, you
city girl, you’re beautiful
i love you, i do, i do, i do"

(city girl, `03)

"my eager eyes came stumbling down
over this pristine view
my second-rate poetry
just is not enough to describe you
i'm scrambling 'round the floor

looking for some
fresh metaphor
all the words to describe this just do not exist
i feel better than ever before
i`m breathless and speechless
but still, there is so much to say
in words with one syllable"


(breathless, `93)


"turn my head into sou
nd
i don't know when i la
y down on the ground
you will find the (way it) hurts to love
never cared and the
world turned hearts to love
you will see, oh now, oh the way i do"


(sometimes, `91)
"we run through the streets
that we know so well
and the houses hide so much
we're in the half light
none of us can tell

they hi
de the ocean in a shell
the ocean in a shell
our heads are just houses
without enough windows
they say you hear human voices
but they only echo"


(half light I,`10)


"you and i we head back east
to find a town where we c
an live
even in the half light

we can see that something's gotta give
when we watched the ma
rkets crash
the promises we made were
torn
then my parents sent for me
from out West where i was born
some people say, they've already lost
but they're afraid to pay the cost for what we've lost
pay th
e cost for what we've lost"


(half light II - no celebration, `10)


2 Kommentare:

HiasSon hat gesagt…

ein toller film! mit toller filmmusik... passt auch wunderbar zu all deinen anderen posts...

spox hat gesagt…

dieser film. diese kulissen. diese musik. das hat gefühle in alle richtungen ausgelöst...

das "sometimes" war und ist immer noch bahnbrechend.
allen voran die anfangsszene, als das auto richtung brücke einbiegt, inmitten dieses sounds. seinen persönlichen shoegazeurknall vergißt man eben nicht.

p.s.deswegen habe ich das jetzt in einem aufwasch durchgezogen, in einem moment einer "gedanklichen inspiration" sozusagen. da kamen mir auch die burschen und mädels aus montreal ganz recht ins bild.