sábado, 24 de agosto de 2013

Martha Marcy May Marlene

 

Well she, she''s just a picture who lives on my wall. Well she, she's just a picture.And the reason, reason, reason it is so small. With a smile so inviting and a body so tall... She, she's just a picture. Just a picture. That's all.

Well you stand there, stand there with the nightshade, her dripping ripping down your hands. And you ask me, ask me about the lightning, and the lady, lady, lady she understands. It's a dream for the future and the water for the sands, and the strangeness is wandering through many callin' lands.

And this caravan it becomes an alter,  and the priests, the priests are big as none . And I'll share, share our time together until our time together is done. But your skin it was pretty. And I loved, I loved another one. Now she, she's just like some picture that has faded in the sun.

Well she, she's just a picture who lives on my wall. Well she, she's just a picture, and the reason, reason, reason is so small. With a smile so inviting and a body so tall... Well she, she's just a picture. Just a picture. That's all. Just a picture... That's all.