03 setembro 2010

revelry

kings of leon

what a night for a dance, you know i'm a dancing machine
with the fire in my bones and the sweet taste of kerosene.
i get lost in the night, so high, i don't wanna come down
to face the loss of the good thing that i have found.

in the dark of the night i could hear you calling my name.
with the hardest of the hearts, i still feel full of pain.
so i drink and i smoke and i ask you if you're ever around.
even though it was me who drove us right into the ground.

see, the time we shared it was precious to me,
but all the while i was dreaming of revelry.

born to run, baby run like a stream down a mountainside
but the wind in my back i don't ever even bat an eye.
just know it was you all along that had a hold of my heart,
but the demon and me were a best friend from the start.

so the time we shared it was precious to me.
all the while i was dreamin of revelry.
dreaming of revelry.

and i told myself boy away you go
it rained so hard, it felt like snow.
everything came tumbling down on me.
in the back of the woods in the dark of the night.
paleness of the old moonlight, everything just felt so incomplete.

dreaming of revelry
dreaming of revelry
dreaming of revelry
dreaming of revelry

Um comentário:

Tertuliano disse...

Seria uma honra. O busílis é que agora vou precisar de uma casa em Montevidéu, o veleiro e uma garrafa de vinho pra te convidar.