"go go go go go you restless soul"

the fact that he sings so much about the heart, and about being filled with stuff, you know... sometimes dead stuff (...) his heart was open, always, and that sometime served him, and sometimes it meant that he felt everything.

[The Sad & Beautiful World of Sparklehorse - Bobby Dass, Alex Crowton]

I will return here one day 
And dig up my bones from the clay 
I buried nails and strings and hair 
And that old tooth I believe was a bear's 

I held my hand in the fire 
It burned me down to the wires 

Blood suckers hide beneath my bed 
And black fumes of skin so gently bled 
I slept with a cat on my breast 
Slowing my heart stealing my breath 

At sunrise the monkeys will fly 
And leave me with pennies in my eyes 

I will return here one day 
And dig up my bones from the clay 
I buried nails and string and hair 
And that old tooth I believe was a bear's 

At sunrise the monkeys will fly 
And leave me with pennies in my eyes

Mark Linkous*

Pessoal e transmissível

"Os meus sentimentos deviam guardá-los, ainda lhe podiam fazer falta, e a mim não me serviam de nada, devia tê-lo aconselhado a guardar os sentimentos, nunca sabemos quando precisamos dos sentimentos, da latinha de fermento que está há anos na despensa, da camisola de lã que não é vestida há mais de cinco Invernos, nunca se sabe quando precisamos de coisas mesmo se nunca as utilizamos, não fosse essa incerteza e punha um anúncio no jornal,vendem-se sentimentos, estado impecável, como novos, oportunidade única, motivo mudança de vida, bom preço." 

Dulce Maria Cardoso 


[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oW4bSqgaQ3o]