martes, 21 de agosto de 2012

SOLSBURY HILL / PETER GABRIEL / NIVEL 3




Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I c
ould see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Cam
e in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not bel
ieve the information
(I) j
ust had to trust imagination
M
y heart going boom...
"S
on," he said "Grab your things,
I'
ve come to take you home"

T
o keep in silence I resigned
M
y friends would think I was a nut
T
urning water into wine
Open d
oors would soon be shut
S
o I went from day to day
T
ho' my life was in a rut
"Ti
ll I thought of what I'd say
W
hich connection I should cut
I
was feeling part of the scenery
I
walked right out of the machinery
M
y heart going boom...
"H
ey" he said "Grab your things
I'
ve come to take you home"

W
hen illusion spin her net
I'
m never where I want to be
And libert
y she pirouette
W
hen I think that I am free
Wat
ched by empty silhouettes
W
ho close their eyes but still can see
No on
e taught them etiquette
I wi
ll show another me
Tod
ay I don't need a replacement
I'
ll tell them what the smile on my face meant
M
y heart going boom...
"H
ey" I said "You can keep my things,
they've come to take me home"...
Hey... I´ll soon be home...

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