domingo, janeiro 30, 2005

dia vinte e sete : 27 : edição especial [as paredes têm ouvidos # 07 & papel de parede # 03]



[1969 2003]

wish you gave me your number
wish i could call you today, just to hear a voice
i got a long way to go
i'm getting further away

if i didn't know the difference living alone'd probably be ok
it wouldn't be lonely
i got a long way to go
i'm getting further away

alot of hours to occupy, it was easy when i didn't know you yet
things i'd have to forget
but i better be quiet now
i'm tired of wasting my breath
carrying on and getting upset
maybe i got a problem, but that's not what i wanted to say
i'd prefer to say nothing.
i got a long way to go
i'm getting further away.

had a dream as an army man with an order just to march in my place
while a dead enemy screams in my face
but i better be quiet now
i'm tired of wasting my breath
carrying on, not over it yet
wish i knew what you're doing
and why you want to do it this way, so i can't go the distance
i got a long way to go
i'm getting further away
i got a long way to go
i'm getting further away

elliott smith : figure 8 [#14 : i better be quiet now]