viernes, 27 de abril de 2007

Cárgame, me morí...

Algunas cosas que pensé la semana pasada...
Un poco atrasado...
En fin. Es lo que hay.

Dead Man (Carry Me)

Good Monsters
by Jars of Clay

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January 1, I got a lot of things on my mind
Looking at my body through a new spy satellite
I try to lift a finger but I don't think I can make the call
So, tell me if I move 'cause I don't feel anything at all....so

Carry Me, I'm just a dead man lying on the carpet can't find a heart beat
Make me breathe, I want to be a new man, tired of the old one, out with the old plan

I woke up from a dream about an empty funeral
But it was better than the party full of people I don't really know.
They've got hearts to break and burn, dirty hands to feel the earth
There is something in my veins but I can't seem to make it work...won't work

So, carry me, I'm just a dead man lying on the carpet, can't find a heartbeat
Make me breathe, I want to be a new man, tired of the old one, out with the old plan..

Can you find a beat, inside of me? Any pulse? Getting worse. Any pulse, getting worse? Inside of me....
Can you find a beat.

Carry me, I'm just a dead man lying on the carpet, can't find a heartbeat
make me breathe, I want to be a new man, tired of the old one, out with the old plan
Carry me, I'm just a dead man lying on the carpet can't find a heartbeat...
make me breathe, I want to be a new man, tired of the old one, out with the old plan.


Written by Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Stephen Mason, Matt Odmark © 2006 Pogostick Music (BMI) / Bridge Building (BMI). All rights for the world on behalf of Pogostick Music (BMI) administered by Bridge Building (BMI).

Behind the Song:
"It’s the context of relationships that’s deeper, that’s much more vulnerable and honest. And being OK, that process has allowed us to accept who we are. It’s allowed us to accept that there are those dark places. I’m not so surprised anymore, and it takes a big weight off. We’re not secluded anymore. I’m not having to show people this rot of the controlled idea of me, I can show somebody the real me, and they have to contend with that. We call that “bringing the weight.” We bring our own weight into conversations, into our opinions, into our songwriting, we’re being freed up to say this stuff and not have carry the weight of how someone else has to deal with that." - Dan Haseltine (Jars Of Clay)

5 comentarios:

Guille Alcántara dijo...

"...Make me breathe, I want to be a new man, tired of the old one, out with the old plan...."

Un grito silencioso que muchos de nosotros llevamos dentro, aún siendo cristianos....

Espero escuchar algún día ese tema James, por ahora te dejo mis saludotototes gigantotototes!!! q tis suuuper bem, y felicitaciones por el tema de hoy ;) siga creciendo, y permítase ser usado cada vez más.

DTB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Jehová-lallevá"

St. Jose dijo...

Dios te llene de alegrías, hermano.

Deivid dijo...

No entendí mucho lo que decía la canción, pero te dejo mis saludos grandotes!

Que estés bien, querido amigo cuncuno!

DTB!

Poly dijo...

Ánimo amigo James...


Dios está contigo....

Omar el teotécnico dijo...

Holaaaaas

Te posteo aqui tambien, deseandote las mas ricas bendiciones.....

visitanos en la PUC po...jaja

yap, bendiciones, chau


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