Тексты песен «Calexico»

On the outskirts of expansion Looking out from blueprint peak The flow is flooding of urban setters Panning through rivers running dry Numbers roll on in Smiling a lottery grin A sadness blurs the eye It's just a...

Si tu disais on y va si tu disais j'en tellement marre d'?tre ici je t'?couterais crois moi je n'h'siterais pas et que ce soit pour une ville ou pour un bled, un bout de terre paum?, crois moi ?a n'me...

Words by Dominique Ana?a Music by Ana?a, Chataigner, Toorop, Bondu Originally sung by Frana?aoiz Breut If you said let's go If you said I'm sick of this place I would listen to you I wouldn't hesitate And...

Along the coast shrouded by fog A voice hovers so sweet and soft The lure of lust no one can deny A pile of bones hidden from sight To save this sad, lonesome cry Sorrow fills the oceans wide Calling you close,...

Miles of highway poppies A stretch of maybe flowers past Signal Hill away We were parked and searching For a hubcap rolling into the fields of thorn Although we couldn't see a thing that night And the stars in...

Is there anyway I can fix it Take out my tools, maybe smash with it Let me destroy the parts that annoy Swallow the words I'm saving Fumble the chords I'm playing Better just break it apart Then where should they go...

Sonic wind honing in On a tune that no one can hear Perfect pitch, simple glitch Promises it would never appear In the skies Disguised Change in direction where birds never fly nor roam Lie 'neath green valleys...

Started talking To a couple of wedded strangers Sitting down on motorcycles Who passed on the highway Stepped into The service station Took a piss, got water Bought fuel to ride Blood is flowing And mountains...

It rained the whole day he spent at his lover's grave Said his goodbyes to her family and friends And packed his things in a rusted car And rode off in the rain He came upon a church in ruin With an old man...

With Valerie Leulliot of Autour de Lucie Words and music by Lee Hazlewood From Total Lee - The Songs of Lee Hazlewood Originally by Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood There's no one in this world for me There's never gonna...

Washed my face in the rivers of empire Made my bed from a cardboard crate Down in the city of quartz No news, no new regrets Tossed a susan b. over my shoulder And prayed it would rain and rain Submerge the whole...

Leave the heart of the city For the heart of the world Leave the heart of this city Love the way her trust unfurls Follow her hand To the dark end of the street Cross in the night Invisible to the electric eye...

4 in the morning the sidewalk's asleep Dogs on the porch, Spiders on the leaf Shipwrecked by night sailing through days Nobody noticed the slipping away Connecting the dots with thorns in his side Boarded up the Windows...

Beneath the neon hub of downtown The local hotel ghosts blow back around Descend on those drugstore cowboy nights Cling to the bar, then disappear from sight Back to the daily regime Where the late night graveyard...

Walking south along the river Never had he found that twist of pleasure Remembering times when they were younger Setting the town on fire And watching as his fellow friends Fell apart in the wake Claiming it was all...

Words and music by Tom T. Hall From Real - The Tom T. Hall Project Originally by Tom T. Hall Have you read any good telephone books lately? If you ain't then let me recommend one I've already read that tulsa telephone...

There are code breakers with lines well tapped Traces sweeping out across the static night You are draped in white like the blossoms of the tree Looking down a glass elevator at your father signing the papers for...

Wire fences still coiled with flowers of the night Songs of the birds like hands call the earth to witness Sever from fear before taking flight. Fences that fail and fall to the ground Bearing the fruit from Jara's...

Light shines through darker days Eyes close and lose their way Slip away the night While the whole town's asleep Caught between the space Where you wanted to be Death acts and life reacts Spent time turning...

The plaza in the village Where mission bells used to ring Is now crumbled to a pile of stench and ruin Even the swallows have spring All the blossoms are buried 'neath the waste Out of the shadows grow hatred...