quinta-feira, 23 de julho de 2015

America


A Horse With No Name


- America -

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds. and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met, was a fly with a buzz
And the sky, with no clouds
The heat was hot, and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la
 
After two days, in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days, in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told, of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I've been through the desert…

 

After nine days, I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds, and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert, with its life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies, a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love 


TIN MAN

 

- America -

 

 

Sometimes late when things are real
And people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad


So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles 


 

 


VENTURA HIGHWAY

 

 

- America -

 

Chewing on a piece of grass
Walking down the road
Tell me how long you gonna stay here Joe
Some people say this town don't look good in snow
You don't care I know

Ventura Highway in the sunshine
Where the days are longer
The nights are stronger than moonshine
You're gonna go I know

'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
Seasons crying no despair
Alligator lizards in the air, in the air

Did di di di dit ...

Wishin' on a falling star
Waitin' for the early train
Sorry boy but I've been hit by purple rain
Oh come on Joe you can always change your name
Thanks a lot son just the same

Ventura Highway ...

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