Eu disse, um dos, não se preocupem...tá a chegar ao fim...mas ainda falta alguma coisa.
Destes...por vezes até me esqueço...Chamam-se Porcupine Tree e são uma banda que já faz boa música desde 1991.Tenho quase a certeza de que MUITA, MUITA gente não os conhece...mas certo, certo é que fazem música complexa mas ainda assim dentro de vários géneros,..o que poderá levar a uma audiência maior.
Desfrutem do som...é muito bom...
As letras, como já é habitual, estão à vossa espera na caixa de comentários.
Topem bem a diferença de géneros em apenas poucas músicas que vou postar!
"...the moonlight is bleeding, from out of your soul."
Lazarus
DeadWing
Piano lessons
"I don't remember
Did something in my past create a hole?
Don't use your gender
To drive a stake right through my soul"
Shallow
e por último, uma música que ainda não tive tempo de ouvir bem...nem a música nem o álbum onde esta foi editada....porque, até hoje, não sabia que tinha sido lançado....eu disse que quase me esquecia que eles existiam...!
Fear of a black planet
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Lazarus
As the cheerless towns pass my window
I can see a washed out moon through the fog
And then a voice inside my head, breaks the analogue
And says
"Follow me down to the valley below You know
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul"
I survived against the will of my twisted folk
But in the deafness of my world the silence broke
And said
"Follow me down to the valley below You know
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul"
"My David don't you worry
This cold world is not for you
So rest your head upon me
I have strength to carry you"
(Ghosts of the twenties rising Golden summers just holding you)
"Follow me down to the valley below You know
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul
Come to us, Lazarus
It's time for you to go"
And something warm and soft just passed through here
It took the precious things that I hold dearer
It rifled through the grey and disappeared
The creeping darkness makes the small hours clearer
Like a cancer scare
In the dentist's chair
Sucking in the air
Wire across the stair
Kicking down the door
At your local store
With the world at war
Voices through the floor
Unexpected news
Wearing high heeled shoes
Blowing out the fuse
Paying all your dues
Deadwing lullaby
Like a fracture tied
It's a worthless lie
To the public eye
I don't take waifs and strays back home with me
My bleeding heart does not extend to charity
Yes I'd have to say I like my privacy
And did you know you're on closed circuit TV? So smile at me
And a dream you had
Of your mum and dad
On a beach somewhere
And the poison air
With the cancer threat
In a cigarette
Deadwing lullaby
Find a place to hide
And from the yellow windows of the last train
A spectre from the next life breathes his fog on the pane
I look with you into the speeding black rain
Afraid to touch someone, afraid to ask her for her name
And in the morning when I find I have lost you
I throw a window open wide and step through
PIANO LESSONS
I remember piano lessons
The hours in freezing rooms
Cruel ears and tiny hands
Destroying timeless tunes
She said there's too much out there
Too much already said
You'd better give up hoping
You're better off in bed
You don't need much to speak of
No class, no wit, no soul
Forget you own agenda
Get ready to be sold
I feel now like Christine Keeler
Sleepwaking in the rain
I didn't mean to lose direction
I didn't want that kind of fame
(Take your hands off my land)
Credit me with some intelligence
(if not just credit me)
I come in value packs of ten
(in five varieties)
And even though I got it all now
My only stupid dream
I see you and me together
And how it should have been
I remember piano lessons
Now everything seems clear
You waiting under streetlights
For dreams to disappear
SHALLOW
I don't remember
Did something in my past create a hole?
Don't use your gender
To drive a stake right through my soul
I live to function
On my own is all I know
No friends to mention
No distraction, nowhere to go
Shallow, shallow
Give it to me
Scissors cutting out your anger
Shallow, shallow
No good to me, not if you bleed
Bite your tongue, ignore the splinter
This city drains me
Well maybe it's the smell of gasoline
The millions pain me
It's easier to talk to my PC
FEAR OF A BLANK PLANET
Sunlight coming through the haze
No gaps in the blind
To let it inside
The bed is unmade
Some music still plays
TV, yeah it's always on
The flicker of the screen
A movie actress screams
I'm basking in the shit flowing out of it
I'm stoned in the mall again
Terminally bored
Shuffling round the stores
And shoplifting is getting so last year's thing
X-box is a god to me
A finger on the switch
My mother is a bitch
My father gave up ever trying to talk to me
Don't try engaging me
The vaguest of shrugs
The prescription drugs
You'll never find
A person inside
My face is mogadon
Curiosity
Has given up on me
I'm tuning out desires
The pills are on the rise
How can I be sure I'm here?
The pills that I've been taking confuse me
I need to know that someone sees that
There's nothing left I simply am not here
I'm through with pornography
The acting is lame
The action is tame
[Fear Of A Blank Planet lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
Explicitly dull
arousal annulled
Your mouth should be boarded up
Talking all day
With nothing to say
Your shallow proclamations
All misinformation
My friend says he wants to die
He's in a band
They sound like Pearl Jam
The clothes are all black
The music is crap
In school I don't concentrate
And sex is kinda fun
But just another one
Of all the empty ways
Of using up a day
How can I be sure I'm here?
The pills that I've been taking confuse me
I need to know that someone sees that
There's nothing left I simply am not here
Bipolar disorder
Can't deal with the boredom
You don't try to be liked
You don't mind
You feel no sun
You steal a gun
To kill time
You're somewhere, you're nowhere
You don't care
You catch the breeze
You still the leaves
So now where?
Gostei! Música agradável, de meio termo...Gostei sobretudo da 1a e 3a...Muito bom :)
Já agora, esclarece-me: quem é Christine Keeler? :p
christine Keeler era uma modelo britânica muito bonita pelo que se diz...mas que ganhou má fama quando começou a namorar um ministro qualquer...
Ainda bem que gostaste.
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