17.8.02
estou cansado demais. os meus ossos doem. a minha cabeça também. quando você está indo muito rápido às vezes o melhor é parar um pouco e respirar. dar uma olhada no horizonte e deixar a cabeça esfriar. eu preciso muito disso. está tudo indo muito rápido. i need a break.é engraçado como bernie taupin consegue transmitir exatamente o que sinto. o velho comparsa de elton john é um dos melhores compositores de música pop. consegue ser leve, direto e profundo. te toca no coração e faz você cantar os seus versos o dia inteiro com um sorriso no coração.
entretanto essa música não é para suavizar o seu coração, e sim um retrato melancólico de tempos loucos. onde elton e bernie se perderam entre o sucesso e trivialidades. porém eles retornaram com doçura e sem rancor neste "songs of west coast". são pequenos retratos de dois artistas maduros encarando suas trajetórias.
é disso que preciso: encarar a minha trilha. respirar um pouco. com licença, pois vou abrir a janela.
This Train Don't Stop There Anymore
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
You may not believe it
But I don't believe in miracles anymore
And when I think about it
I don't believe I ever did for sure
All the things I've said in songs
All the purple prose you bought from me
Reality's just black and white
The sentimental things I'd write
Never meant that much to me
I used to be the main express
All steam and whistles heading west
Picking up my pain from door to door
Riding on the storyline
Furnace burning overtime
But this train don't stop,
This train don't stop,
This train don't stop there anymore
You don't need to hear it
But I'm dried up and sick to death of love
If you need to know it
I never really understood that stuff
All the stars and bleeding hearts
All the tears that welled up in my eyes
Never meant a thing to me
Read 'em as they say and weep
I've never felt enough to cry
When I said that I don't care
It really means my engine's breaking down
The chisel chips my heart again
The granite cracks beneath my skin
I crumble into pieces on the ground
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
You may not believe it
But I don't believe in miracles anymore
And when I think about it
I don't believe I ever did for sure
All the things I've said in songs
All the purple prose you bought from me
Reality's just black and white
The sentimental things I'd write
Never meant that much to me
I used to be the main express
All steam and whistles heading west
Picking up my pain from door to door
Riding on the storyline
Furnace burning overtime
But this train don't stop,
This train don't stop,
This train don't stop there anymore
You don't need to hear it
But I'm dried up and sick to death of love
If you need to know it
I never really understood that stuff
All the stars and bleeding hearts
All the tears that welled up in my eyes
Never meant a thing to me
Read 'em as they say and weep
I've never felt enough to cry
When I said that I don't care
It really means my engine's breaking down
The chisel chips my heart again
The granite cracks beneath my skin
I crumble into pieces on the ground
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