Paroles de Honolulu blues

Craig Finn

pochette album Honolulu blues
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Date de parution : 21/02/2012

Durée : 0:04:15

Style : Alternative



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A man darkened our doorway
He said he's here to share the good news
He had a smile straight from the movies
But when i looked down at his shoes
There were holes and they showed his toes
The right was left, the black was brown

And later on in the garage
I couldn't find my chainsaw
In the distance i heard trees
Just falling down

I was underneath the city
I was riding around on trains
Fell asleep before nassau ave.
And i ended up in maine
There were big tall trees and rocky coastline
And the waves came in so wild

But for all the natural beauty
There were still so many kids
That were asking me for something
That could help them to get high

We're all good, we're all bad
We're euphoric and we're sad
We roll the rock away and check the tomb
We're awake and we're aware
That we're confused and cold and scared

And the cross reminds us that
He died for me and you
Woke up in the ocean
With the honolulu blues

Joan didion and graham greene
Said roughly the same thing
You bring your jesus to the jungle
Try to teach people to sing
All those hymns that you love

'cause you learned them as a kid
And they make perfect sense to you
There's a point in time when thousands die
And you've got to maybe think
That maybe jesus isn't getting through

We're freezing in the forest
There's no wood to heat the house
We took axes to the furniture
We pulled the floorboards out

There's animals scratching at the door
And they know we're gonna die
There were big tall trees and rocky coastline
And the waves came in so wild

We're all wild, we're all free
We're all back from tennessee
With the souvenirs to prove that we were there

We're flying around in planes
We're riding around in trains
Searching out those panoramic views
Woke up in the ocean with the honolulu blues

We're all good, we're all bad
We're euphoric and we're sad
We roll the rock away and check the tomb
We're awake and we're alarmed
At the scars scratched in your arm

The cross reminds us that
He died for me and you
Woke up in oahu
With the honolulu blues

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