Monday, January 31, 2011

Canción del día / The Postal Service - Such Great Heights

iTunes DJ trabajando para mi. 





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I am thinking it's a sign 
That the freckles in our eyes are mirror images 
And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned
I have to speculate 
That God himself did make 
Us into corresponding shapes 
Like puzzle pieces from the clay

True, it may seem like a stretch
But its thoughts like this that catch 
My troubled head when you're away 
When I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road 
For several weeks it shows 
And when you scan the radio 
I hope this song will guide you home

They won't see us waving from such great heights, 
"Come down now", they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now", but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave 
This all on your machine 
But the persistent beat it sounded thin 
Upon listening
And that frankly will not fly
You will hear the shrillest highs 
And lowest lows with the windows down 
When this is guiding you home

They won't see us waving from such great heights, 
"Come down now", they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now", but we'll stay...

(music)

They won't see us waving from such great heights, 
"Come down now", they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now", but we'll stay...

(They won't see us waving from such great heights, 
"Come down now", they'll say
They won't see us waving from such great heights)

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