sábado, 27 de mayo de 2006

Esperando a Morir

Mi amigo Rover ha encontrado un video espeluznante de Townes Van Zandt. Me ha llegado mucho porque he pasado meses escuchando obsesivamente esta canción. La letra, la melodía, habla mas de mi que todo lo que he escrito aqui en meses.

Este vídeo tiene una historia, lo vereis y tenemos mucha curiosidad por conocerla. ¿Alguien nos puede ayudar?

Sometimes I don't even know where this dusty road is taking me
Sometimes I don't even know the reason why
But I figure I'll keep on ramblin'
Lots of booze and lots of gamblin'
It's easier than just waitin around to die.

Once I had a Ma, I even had a Pa
He hit her with a belt once 'cause she cried
She told him to take care of me
Headed back to Tennessee
It was easier 'n just waitin around to die.

I came of age and I met a girlin a Tuscaloosa bar
She cleaned me out and hid it on the sly
I tried to kill the pain
I bought some wine and hopped a train
It was easier than just waiting around to die

My friend said he knew where some easy money was
We robbed a man and brother did we fly
The police caught up with me
drug me back to muskogee
Now it's two long years of waitng around to die.

Now I'm out of prisonI got me a friend at last
He don't drink, or cheat, or steal, or lie
His name's codeine he's the finest thing I've seen
and together we're gonna wait around to die.

suena: Townes Van Zandt- Waitin' around to die...

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