April 07, 2009
Alice
It's dreamy weather we're on
You waved your crooked wand
Along an icy pond with a frozen moon
A murder of silhouette crows I saw
And the tears on my face
And the skates on the pond
They spell Alice
I disappear in your name
But you must wait for me
Somewhere across the sea
There's a wreck of a ship
Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide
And the raindrops on my window
And the ice in my drink
Baby all I can think of is Alice
Arithmetic arithmetock
Turn the hands back on the clock
How does the ocean rock the boat?
How did the razor find my throat?
The only strings that hold me here
Are tangled up around the pier
And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
There's only Alice
Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan, Alice, 2002
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4 comments:
Uma magnífica canção muito bem recordada. :))
Quem também se recordou dela foi o Chico Fininho :p
Que está a considerar alterar o nome para Chico Esperto.
Caso nunca se tenham apercebido, basta ver este vídeo e comparar
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A56vTa4sWIs
"Não tem nada a ver..." :D
Tinha saudades de chegar aqui, para te ver.
Assim mesmo, Alice! Como te vejo, e o Tom também :)
E já vi que andei a perder muito.
Olha eu a recuperar e a ler tudinho!
Beijo :)
Estás em casa, Electrónica!
Beijinhos.
(eu também ando toda blogatrasada)
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