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luís soares

Blog do escritor Luís Soares

Current Mood

Receiving dept. 3 a.m.
Staff cuts have socked up the overage
Directives are posted.
No callbacks complaints.
Everywhere is calm.
Hong Kong is present
Taipei awakes

 

All talk of circadian rhythm
I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache gray
Daysleeper

 

The bull and the bear are marking
Their territories
They're leading the blind with
Their international glories
I'm the screen the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night.
I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache gray
Don't wake me with so much.
Daysleeper.

 

I cried the other night
I can't even say why
Fluorescent flat caffeine lights
Its furious balancing
I'm the screen, the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night
I see today

 

Don't wake me with so much. the
Ocean machine is set to nine
I'll squeeze into heaven and valentine
My bed is pulling me.
Gravity

 

Daysleeper, daysleeper.
Daysleeper, daysleeper, daysleeper

Wichita Lineman

R.E.M.'s take on Jimmy Webb's classic "existential country song" "Wichita Lineman" (1994) made famous by Glenn Campbell who recorded the song in 1968. Campbell passed away Tuesday at the age of 81.

 

I am a lineman for the county
And I drive the main road
Searchin' in the sun for another overload

 

I hear you singing in the wire
I can hear you thru the whine
And the Wichita lineman
Is still on the line

 

I know I need a small vacation
But it don't look like rain
And if it snows that stretch down south
Won't ever stand the strain

 

And I need you more than want you
And I want you for all time
And the Wichita lineman
Is still on the line

 

And I need you more than want you
And I want you for all time
And the Wichita lineman
Is still on the line

Country Feedback

This flower is scorched
This film is on
On a maddening loop
These clothes
These clothes don't fit us right
I'm to blame
It's all the same
It's all the same

 

You come to me with a bone in your hand
You come to me with your hair curled tight
You come to me with positions
You come to me with excuses
Ducked out in a row
You wear me out
You wear me out

 

We've been through fake-a-breakdown
Self hurt
Plastics, collections
Self help, self pain,
EST, psychics, fuck all
I was central
I had control
I lost my head
I need this
I need this
A paper weight, junk garage
Winter rain, a honey pot
Crazy, all the lovers have been tagged
A hotline, a wanted ad
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need
I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need
I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need
I, I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need this
I, I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had

R.E.M. - Hope

You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever
You know that it sounds childish
That you dreamt of alligators
You hope that we are with you
And you hope you're recognized
You want to go forever
You see it in my eyes
I'm lost in the confusion
And it doesn't seem to matter
You really can't believe it
And you hope it's getting better

You want to trust the doctors
Their procedure is the best
But the last try was a failure
And the intern was a mess
And they did the same to Matthew
And he bled 'til Sunday night
They're saying don't be frightened
But you're weakened by the sight of it
You lock into a pattern
And you know that it's the last ditch
You're trying to see through it
And it doesn't make sense
But they're saying don't be frightened
And they're killing alligators
And they're hog-tied
And accepting of the struggle

You want to trust religion
And you know it's allegory
But the people who are followers
Have written their own story
So you look up to the heavens
And you hope that it's a spaceship
And it's something from your childhood
You're thinking don't be frightened

You want to climb the ladder
You want to see forever
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever
And you want to cross your DNA
To cross your DNA with something reptile

And you're questioning the sciences
And questioning religion
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care
And you want to bridge the schism,
A built-in mechanism to protect you
And you're looking for salvation
And you're looking for deliverance
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care
'Cause you want to climb the ladder
You want to go forever
And you want to go out Friday
You want to go forever

R.E.M. & Neil Young - Country Feedback

R.E.M. - Country Feedback
Recorded Live: 10/18/1998 - Shoreline Amphitheatre (Mountain View, CA)

 

Personnel:
Michael Stipe - lead vocals
Peter Buck - guitar, mandolin
Mike Mills - bass, vocals
Guests:
Ken Stringfellow - guitar
Scott McCaughey - guitar, keyboards
Joey Woranker - drums, percussion
Neil Young - lead guitar on "Country Feedback"