domingo, 1 de enero de 2012

THE CHURCH



NO EXPLANATION

You pull the sheets around you throat
Talking like the harpy again
I've got this heartache in my coat
Since I don't remember when
It's guaranteed to live and to bleed
And you feed it with your bitterest lies
Hope you can see what that's done to me
But I don't care to look into your eyes
There's no explanation
Dreamtongued man from the golden land
Standing with the keys to your door
I had to laugh as I shook his hand
Didn't know he'd been here before
I know him well but I never can tell
If he sees right through my futile disguise
Hope you can see what that's done to me
But I don't care to look into your eyes
There's no explanation
Walking alone down the path to your home
On a silent and sensual day
It almost could be my very own
Before I went and lost my way
Directions aren't clear when you're standing here
And you cheer me with your faithless surprise
Hope you can see what that's done to me
But I don't care to look into your eyes
There's no explanation

2 comentarios:

paisajescritos dijo...

¡Qué sorpresa¡ Uno de los grupos que más me gustan. De hecho el Remote Luxury fue el primero que me compré de ellos. Martin Wilson Piper estuvo viviendo un tiempo en España, de ahí que aun siendo un grupo "rarito" tuviese cierto eco en el Madrid de la época. Bueno, me estoy emocionando, y no terminaría de contar cosas.
Feliz Año y gracias por este regalo de reyes.

rubén dijo...

Aunque este disco lo puse miles de veces, en su día no conocí mucho más de ellos. Ahora es uno de los grupos de aquellos años que más me gusta recuperar. Eran realmente buenos.

Feliz año nuevo, aunque ya no tanto.