Virgin Suicide. Marble Sky

Hi han ocasions en que descobreixes una cançó, una melodia irresistible que connecta amb tu i està plena de llum, és taronja o blau (però no el blue anglès de tristor, sinò blau de bonic) i et dibuixa un involuntari somriure gairebé estùpid -encara que també pot ser el contrari i transmetre un mantra de dessassossec (serà per esses) que t'ajuda a relativitzar, i ho comparteixes i ho ensenyes i no en fot ningú ni puto cas. I et penses que, salvant tres o quatre despenjats solidaris amb tu, la gent -com a concepte, com a massa fins i tot com amenaça- no es vol enterar de res. Per aquells moments, doncs tingue-m'ho clar, pitjor per ells.

 

Melodies came sailing out my, sailing out my lungs
When I was vast enough to go on
Memories came howling forward when I close my eyes
When I was tired enough to drown

But do you think I know
What all these words mean?
Cause in the end it's all just a dream

Under the marble sky
It might go away
Without the brilliant starlight
It might fade away my girl
Cause you have seen it all
And heart it all before
It’s not time to find out why
Now

Do you understand
I'm a part time woman
Part time dreaming man
And that I am vast enough to go on?

But do you think I know
What all these words mean?
Cause in the end it's all just a dream

Under the marble sky
It might go away
Without the brilliant starlight
It might fade away my girl
Cause you have seen it all
And you have heart it all before
It’s not time to find out for sure

My girl you have seen it all
And you have heart it all before
You have seen the lights

Under the marble sky
It might turn away
Without the brilliant starlight
It might turn
It might turn
It might turn away
Without the brilliant starlight