Keane - Lovers Are Losing

Keane - Lovers Are Losing




I dreamed I was drowning
In the river Thames
I dreamed I had nothing at all
Nothing but my own skin

Slipped away from your open hands
Into river
Saw your face looking back at me
I saw my past, and I saw my future

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cos you don't like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You're full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But any way you look at this
Looks like
The lovers are losing


I dreamed I was watching
The young lovers dance
I reached out to touch your hair
But I was watching from a distance

We cling to love like a skidding car
Clings to a corner
I tried to hold onto what we are
The more I squeeze, the quicker we all are(??)

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cos you don't like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You're full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But any way you look at this
Looks like
The lovers are losing


I dreamed I had nothing at all (Nothing but my own skin)
I dreamed I had nothing at all (Nothing at all)


You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cos you don't like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You're full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But in the final reckoning
Looks like
The lovers are losing

Keane - Somewhere Only We Know

Keane - Somewhere Only We Know

KEANE -WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

Keane

* PERFECT SIMMETRY

KEANE - PERFECT SIMMETRY

* I shake through the wreckage for signs of life
Scrolling through the paragraphs
Clicking through the photographs
I wish I could make sense of what we do
Burning down the capitals
The wisest of the animals

Who are you?
What are you living for?
Tooth for tooth
Maybe we'll go one more

This life is lived in perfect symmetry
What I do
That will be done to me

Read page after page of analysis
Looking for the final score
We're no closer than we were before

Who are you?
What are you fighting for?
Holy truth
Brother I choose

This mortal life, lived in perfect symmetry
What I do
That will be done to me
As the needle slips into the run-out groove
Love
Maybe you'll feel it too

And maybe you'll find life is unkind
And over so soon
There is no golden gate
There is no heaven waiting for you

Oh boy, you oughta leave this town
Get out while you can
The meter's running down
The voices in the streets you love
Everything is better when you hear that shout
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!

Spineless dreamers
Hide in churches
Pieces of, pieces of
Rush hour buses
I dream in e-mails
Worn-out phrases
Mile after mile of just
Empty pages

Wrap yourself around me
Wrap yourself around me

As the needle slips into the run-out groove
Maybe you'll feel it too
Maybe you'll feel it too

Spineless dreamers (Maybe you'll feel it too)
Hide in churches (Maybe you'll feel it too)
Pieces of, pieces of
Rush hour buses
I dream in e-mails
Worn-out phrases
Mile after mile of just
Empty pages