lunes, febrero 06, 2006

high hopes




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Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends sorrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends sorrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

Lyrics Copyright: Pink Floyd Music Publishers Inc. 1994


Mi high hope es que en algún momento vengan a tocar acá. Y ahí sí podremos decir que the taste was sweeter, the night of wonder, with friends sorrounded. Vamos, muchachos. Cópense. Los queremos.

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