domingo, 21 de junio de 2009

El viernes y Santi me regalaron una canción....

I built these walls with blinders on my eyes
brick by brick and now I realize
that I'm shut out, I'm shut in
and every time I try to reach out to reach in
I break my fingers on the bricks
why do I do this to myself
there is really no one else to blame

Chorus
so could you reach down and pull me out
or am I just too far gone to be saved?
or am I just too far gone to be saved?

I take my falls, hands pulled behind my back
you made the knot and didn't leave much slack
now I'm tied up, I'm tied down
and every time I try to fly up, I fly down
into the sea and hold my breath
I am a mirrored rumble fish
life is so clenching for the kill

Chorus
so could you reach down and break my will
or am I just too far gone to be saved?
or am I just too far gone to be saved?


I'm shut out, I'm shut in
and every time is try to reach out to reach in
I break my fingers on the bricks
now I'm tied up, I'm tied down
and every time I try to fly up, I fly down
into the sea and hold my breath
I am a mirrored rumble fish
life is so clenching for the kill

Chorus
so could you reach down and pull me out
or am I just too far gone
you'll never be too far gone
you'll never be too far gone to be saved


Too Far Gone. Sixpence non the richer


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