Everything that happens will happen today. David Byrne and Brian Eno.





1. Home.

The dimming of the light makes the picture clearer, it's just an old photograph, there's nothing to hide when the world was just beginning. I memorized a face so it's not forgotten, I hear the wind whistlin', come back anytime and we'll mix our lives together. Heaven knows what keeps mankind alive, every hand goes searching for its partner, in crime, under chairs and behind tables, connecting to places we have known.

I'm looking for a home, where the wheels are turning, home, why I keep returning, home, where my world is breaking in two. Home, with the neighbors fighting, home, always so exciting, home, were my parents telling the truth?

Home, such a funny feeling, home, no one ever speaking, home, with our bodies touching, home, and the cameras watching, home, will infect whatever you do, we're home, comes to life from outta the blue.

Tiny little boats on a beach at sunset, I took a drink from a jar and into my head, familiar smells and flavors. Vehicles are stuck on the plains of heaven, I see their wheels spinning round and everywhere, I can hear those people saying that the eye is the measure of the man, you can fly from the stuff that still surrounds you.

We're home and the band keeps marchin' on, connecting to every living soul, compassion for things I'll never know.


2. My big nurse.

When the lake's on fire with all the world's desires, when he shakes the stars above, when we lose the ones we love, when the seasons lose their grip, when the tightrope walker slips, I'm counting all the possibilities.

When the past becomes the now, when the lost becomes the found, when we fall in love with war, when the angel fucks the whore, when the road we travel on takes us back where we came from, I'm counting all the possibilities for dancing on this lazy afternoon.

In the comfort of the world, in the arms of my big nurse, from the science of the heart to each animal and plant, compact, relaxed, intact, give thanks, I'm counting all the possibilities for dancing on this lazy afternoon.


3. I feel my stuff.

I think I waited too long, I'm moving into the dollhouse, some days we exercise, some days we harmonize, look away, look away, look away, oh yeah. Emily said she'd suddenly waken, look at that guy with the government coupon, yoo hoo, gonna get you. Japanese chairs in somebody's concert, telephone bills on the company paycheck, who knew? Who knew? I do.

Emily lost her mobile phone last night's dance on a bumpy road, I won't go out in the cold. Lebanese Chinese in my school, imagine who can make you cool, who's gonna pay for this call? The cheapest dog, the hottest sun, the fiercest cat and the meanest gun, you got to hold the peelings in your hands, baby. It's a safety belt, it's a Christian crime, a rocket ship, it's a joke of mine, I took away the day that I'd be gone, shoot.

Lebanese take their sailors home, the broken stuff in the outer wall, I'm sticking out in the road, memorize toilets, Chang Mai School, I like my song but I lost my cool, I need my laser, don't move. Put him in the ground where the Duchess grows, where the word is true and the girls are strong, gonna stuff it, step it, pick it, going bye. Take another life of a wretched soul, when they get too high where the bushes grow and they rope it, squeeze it, push it side to side.

The chicken shack, the rising sun, the written word in a foreign tongue, you got to hold it all before it drops, baby, it's a little bit, it's a lot inside, it's a bigger thing than you can hide, I took away the parts that need controlling. Hooligans jump in the budget sign, in the tropic zone, where the fix is fine, gonna chase it, place it, face it with my eye, stinky little bird in a dirty tree, gonna figure out it's your lucky day, if you smell it, sell it, tell it to my ear.

Lowered in the ground where the Duchess grows, where the word is true and the girls are strong, gonna stuff it, step it, pick it, going bye. Take another life of a wretched soul, if they get too high where the bushes grow, and they rope it, squeeze it, push it side to side. I'm sayin' I feel my stuff, I get enough, I come back to be stronger. I feel my stuff, I changed my luck, I come back to be stronger.


4. Everything that happens.


I ride on a perfect freeway, many people on that road. I heard the sound of someone laughing, I saw my neighbors car explode just up ahead, against the sky, quicker than you blink your eye. Oh my brother, I still wonder, are you alright? And among the living, we are giving, all through the night.

From the milk of human kindness, from the breast we all partake, hungry for a social contract, she welcomes you with dark embrace. Puts socks and shoes upon our feet, little fishes swim upstream. Oh my brother, I still wonder, are you alright? In the deepest silence, gold and diamonds, all through the night.

Everything that happens will happen today and nothing has changed, but nothing's the same. And every tomorrow could be yesterday and everything that happens will happen today. Everything that happens will happen today and nothing has changed but nothing's the same. And every tomorrow could be yesterday and everything that happens could happen today.


5. Life is long.

Everybody says that the living is easy, I can barely see ‘cause my head's in the way, tigers walk behind me, they are to remind me that I'm lost but I'm not afraid. Soul to soul, a kiss and a sigh, sawed in half by the passage of time, halfway home, from a window you see chains and bars but I am still free.

People on the outside, I remember sweet times, this old rose is always in bloom. Everyone is happy to be a baby daddy, stone love with nothing to lose. Life is long if you give it way, so stay, don't go, ‘cause I'm fading away. Soul to soul between you and me, chain me down but I am still free.

Now I can say those three little words and every day I'm dreaming a world, soul to soul, a kiss and a sigh, holding back, the waters outside. Life is long if you give it way, so stay, don't go, ‘cause I'm fading away. Soul to soul between you and me, chain me down but I am still free.


6. The river.

I'm standing on the stage, I'm working in a restaurant, I make a decent wage and I will sing into the microphone. The river rise up and flows above the interstate, beyond the schools and shops, there's no way to communicate.

The water's moving on beyond the lies and hypocrites, I'm thinking of a song, I need you to remember it. The forest is alive, it asks us to participate, we lifted up our eyes to promise and reciprocate. We fell down on our knees for every human being, one sad day I will fly away and one sad day I will tip toe away, oh.

But a change is gonna come like Sam Cooke sang in '63, the river sings a song to me on every St Cecilia's day. So when I was reborn I went back to the restaurant, the river's moving on from here to sing it's crazy symphony, I'll go home where you are, right in front of me.


7. Strange overtones.

I wake up every morning, I hear your feet on the stairs, you're in the next apartment, I hear you singing over there. This groove is out of fashion, these beats are twenty years old, I saw you lend a hand to the one's out standing in the cold. Strange overtones in the music you are playing, I'll harmonize, it is strong and you are tough but a heart is not enough.

Put on your socks and mittens, it's getting colder tonight. A snowball in my kitchen, I watched it melt before my eyes. Your song still needs a chorus, I know you'll figure it out, the rising of the verses, a change of key will let you out.

Strange overtones, though they're slightly out of fashion, I'll harmonize, I see the music in your face, that your words cannot explain. Strange overtones in the music you are playing, we're not alone, it is strong and you are tough but a heart is not enough.


8. Wanted for life.

Fill the suitcase up, did he stiff somebody? Will he testify if you say you're sorry? Grown men laugh when they heard that lie, ten to twelve gonna hang them high, wanted for life, I'm wanted for life. Ran outside, the buildings dropped, now he stole the crown, do the buggers never stop? Said, wait a minute pop, wait a minute pop.

Now upon this earth we stand on dirt, well I got tore down but I'm still standing up, every little drop, I'm thankful for every little drop. Torn and frayed, even though it's full of holes, get you where you wanna go, get you where you wanna go.

Even though you're smarter than me I'll write your autobiography, I'm using all the words up, I got my grammar in the five and dime, I'm givin' all the words up, now I know the words are mine. If you close your eyes do you picture money? Did he change his mind? Does it keep you runnin'?

The blind men sing, the girls gone wild, the statute's clear and they emphasized, wanted for life, I'm wanted for life. So, swing that stick, throw that rock, inch by inch, going step by step, yeah, wait a minute pop, wait a minute pop.

Now upon this earth we stand on dirt, we got torn down but I'm still standing up, every little drop, I'm thankful for every little drop. Torn and frayed, my testimony's full of holes, get me where I wanna go, get cha where you wanna go.

Pardon me sir, I don't live here no more but see that's the way it goes, I'm moving on a gravel road. Pardon me sir, I don't live here no more, maybe that's the way it goes, I guess that that's the way it goes. Pardon me sir, I don't live here no more, I'm moving on a gravel road, maybe that's the way it goes.


9. One fine day.

Saw the wandrin' eye inside my heart, shouts and battle cries from every part. I can see those tears, everyone is true, when the door appears I'll go right through. I stand in liquid light like everyone, I built my life with rhymes to carry on, and it gives me hope to see you there, the things I used to know that one fine, one fine day. one fine day.

In a small dark room where I will wait, face to face I find I contemplate, even though a man is made of clay, everything can change one fine, one fine day, one fine day, one fine day.

Then before my eyes, is standing still, I beheld it there, a city on a hill. I complete my tasks one by one, I remove my masks when I am done. Then a piece of mind fell over me, in these troubled times I still can see, we can use the stars to guide the way, it is not that far one fine, one fine day, one fine day, one fine day.


10. Poor boy.

A truck parked this morning outside the grocery store, friends face the future, they're wearin' summer clothes. Great cosmic forces like fallin' dominoes, I love talking funny, it's the only song I know. Sweet, smart and sexy, the day my life began. Burnt out and damaged, I dragged my body home. This slice is runny, it's dripping down my clothes, flies stick to honey, it's the only game they know. Poor boy, I walk into the river in my hat and shoes, poor boy, I'm sitting at the table with a knife and spoon.

Live fast die happy, don't let your panties show. I trust market forces, it's the only song they know. So come and rock my soul where sin and sorrow lie, white horses carry me unto the other side. Poor boy, I'm living in a country where my thoughts are cold, poor boy, I'm waiting for the harvest of the seeds I sow.

A flower in the night with thoughts of days gone by, I've got to ring that bell and I'll be satisfied. Poor boy, I'm wearing silver slippers and a long white gown, poor boy, I picture in my mind the day the walls come down, poor boy, I'm living in a country where I'm never free, poor boy, I'm writing down the names of all the things I see.


11. The lighthouse.

I'll build a house of water, I'm searching high and low, underneath the waves where they hit the rocky shore, out by the lighthouse.

Heard nature say “I'm sorry for stones and trees down below, for those who tumble in God's name to an early grave into the sea and foam like ships tossed in a storm” and I'm standing all alone out by the lighthouse.

I'll build a house of paper covered with words I can read. She had to teach me what to say and every year we stayed out by the lighthouse.

I'll build a house so level with 7 walls long and true, the day we raised that roof up high unto the fading light, we sang the whole night through and no one needed proof, and I could see the moon out by the lighthouse.


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Año: 2008.
Procedencia de la banda: Inglaterra.
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