Χθες έκατσα και άκουσα τα τρία άλμπουμ των -αγαπημένων μου- Arcade Fire στη σειρά. Το κάνω αρκετά συχνά, τραγουδάω, χορεύω μόνος μου, λέω πάντα πόσο αδικημένο θεωρείται το Neon Bible κι άλλα τέτοια διάφορα. Χθες, όμως, πρόσεξα πόσο ταιριάζει το πρώτο τραγούδι που ακούω όταν ξεκινάει το -σχεδόν- τρίωρο με το τελευταίο.
And if the
snow buries my,
my
neighbourhood.
And if my
parents are crying
then I'll
dig a tunnel
from my
window to yours,
yeah a
tunnel from my window to yours.
You climb
out the chimney
and meet me
in the middle,
the middle
of the town.
And since
there's no one else around,
we let our
hair grow long
and forget
all we used to know,
then our
skin gets thicker
from living
out in the snow.
You change
all the lead
sleepin' in
my head,
as the day
grows dim
I hear you
sing a golden hymn.
Then we
tried to name our babies,
but we
forgot all the names that,
the names
we used to know.
But
sometimes, we remember our bedrooms,
and our
parent's bedrooms,
and the
bedrooms of our friends.
Then we
think of our parents,
well
whatever happened to them?
You change
all the lead
sleepin' in
my head to gold,
as the day
grows dim,
I hear you
sing a golden hymn,
the song
I've been trying to sing.
Purify the
colours, purify my mind.
Purify the
colours, purify my mind,
and spread
the ashes of the colours
Over this
heart of mine!
If I could
have it back
All the
time that we wasted
I'd only
waste it again
If I could
have it back
You know
I'd love to waste it again
Waste it
again and again and again
I've got to
ask
Sometimes I
can't believe it
I'm moving
past the feeling again
Sometimes I
can't believe it
I'm moving
past the feeling again
Sometimes I
can't believe it...
