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February 15, 2008

Blackest Eyes

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Perquè m’encanta encara que em faci pensar en tu, per sort, de tu només tinc bons records i perquè se que em vas llegint per aquí, te la dedico. Gràcies per haver-me descobert els Porcupine Tree fa tant temps quan la gent encara no en parlava. Avui recordava nits de pluja a les 4 de la matinada tornant de Llançà… quines aventures, quan de tan joves ja jugàvem a tenir un pis propi…

I era divertit, almenys no havia de patir per si el podries seguir pagant el següent mes, i no em sentia impotent sabent que jo no et podia ajudar.

Blackest Eyes

A mother sings a lullaby to a child Sometime in the future the boy goes wild And all his nerves are feeling some kind of energy

A walk in the woods and I will try Something under the trees that made you cry It’s so erotic when your make up runs

I got wiring loose inside my head I got books that I never ever read I got secrets in my garden shed I got a scar where all my urges bled I got people underneath my bed I got a place where all my dreams are dead Swim with me into your blackest eyes

A few minutes with me inside my van Should be so beautiful if we can I’m feeling something taking over me…

(Porcupine Tree- In Absentia)

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