Heaven please send to all mankind,
Understanding and peace of mind.
And if it's not asking too much
Please send me someone to love.
Percy Mayfield
[versão de Bill Callahan]
Showing posts with label Bill Callahan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bill Callahan. Show all posts
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Friday, February 21, 2014
Limited capacity
I painted myself into a corner again
Because I didn't like the colour of my floors
After you walked all over them
But I've got a limited capacity
Yeah I've got a limited capacity
And I'll paint my floors again
I'm sure I'll paint my floors again
Bill Callahan
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Friday, November 15, 2013
Saturday, November 02, 2013
What if I had stood there at the end
(...)
Would that have been a suitable goodbye?
Bill Callahan (*)
(...)
Would that have been a suitable goodbye?
Bill Callahan (*)
Friday, November 01, 2013
"Good plans are made by hand"
And each day I looked out on the land
And I wondered what all was gone
Until I saw it was lucky old me
How could I run without losing anything?
How could I run without becoming lean?
(...)
And now I know you must reap what you sow
Or sing.
Bill Callahan
Friday, October 18, 2013
Monday, September 30, 2013
"the road is dangerous"
Oh, I have learned
when things are beautiful,
when things are beautiful...
just keep on.
Bill Callahan
Saturday, September 28, 2013
"No navigation system"
I always went wrong in the same place
where the river splits towards the sea
Bill Callahan
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Cold discovery
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
And your teeth can gnash right through me
Looking for a soft place
And of this you won't soon forget
I had no soft place for you to rest
And this was your, your cold discovery
Your cold discovery
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
This was my, my cold discovery
My cold discovery
If you saw it for what it really was
My cold discovery
My cold discovery
My cold discovery
Bill Callahan (* &*)
(unfortunately, took you far too long to realize it.)
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
And your teeth can gnash right through me
Looking for a soft place
And of this you won't soon forget
I had no soft place for you to rest
And this was your, your cold discovery
Your cold discovery
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
This was my, my cold discovery
My cold discovery
If you saw it for what it really was
My cold discovery
My cold discovery
My cold discovery
Bill Callahan (* &*)
(unfortunately, took you far too long to realize it.)
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
"born to black in a perfect blue sky"
For the first time in my life
I am moving away, moving away, moving away
From within the reach of me
Bill Callahan
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
If you could only stop your heart beat for one heart beat
One last black bird without a place to land
One last black bird without a place to be
Turns around in hopes to find the place it last knew rest
Oh black bird, over black rain burn
This is not where you last knew rest
You fly all night to sleep on stone
The heartless rest that in the morn, we'll be gone
You fly all night to sleep on stone, to return to the tree with too many birds
Too many birds
Too many birds
If...
If you...
If you could...
If you could only...
If you could only stop...
If you could only stop your...
If you could only stop your heart...
If you could only stop your heart beat...
If you could only stop your heart beat for...
If you could only stop your heart beat for one heart...
If you could only stop your heart beat for one heart beat.
Bill Callahan*
Monday, June 10, 2013
Wednesday, June 05, 2013
"Pick another sad song for me, Jim."
we're all building walls,
they should be bridges
we're all building walls,
they should be bridges
(...)
So if old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind.
Let's sip a cup of kindness,
For my friends. Today's gone by.
Mickey Newbury
Thursday, March 07, 2013
With intensity, the drop evaporates by law
In conclusion, leaving is easy
When you've got some place you need to be
I'm giving up this gig for another season
(...)
What if I had stood there at the end
And said again and again and again and again and again
An answer to every question
Riding for the feeling
Would that have been a suitable goodbye?
Bill Callahan*
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