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Oct
08

I’m lifting wishes to the stars

“Breathless” Dan Wilson

I’m hunting shadows in the dark
In steaming jungles of the world
Either to kill or to be killed
By creatures never named or heard

I’m lifting wishes to the stars
Their gleaming satellites of time
Orbiting circles overhead
To futures when your love is mine

But you were always pretty reckless with your love
Come with the sun and getting restless when it’s gone
And when you go you leave me breathless and alone
You leave me breathless when you close the door
It feels just like you took the air out of the room with you

Your voice is echoing again
Through catacombs inside my mind
And I’ve been dreaming of revenge
To make you love me more than even you can try

All words converge to where you are
And if I follow I will surely find
The horses gone the fire still warm
And you’ve moved on an hour before
You like to keep me just one step behind

You were always pretty reckless with your love
Come with the sun and getting restless when it’s gone
And when you go you leave me breathless and alone
You leave me breathless when you close the door
It feels just like you took the air out of the room with you
Breathless
Breathless
Breathless
Breathless

Yeah you were always pretty reckless with your love
Come with the sun and getting restless when it’s gone
And when you go you leave me breathless and alone
You leave me breathless when you close the door
It feels just like you took the air out of the room with you

Restless when it’s gone
Breathless and alone
You leave me breathless when you close the door
It feels just like you took the air out of the room with you
Breathless
Breathless
Breathless
Breathless


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Είναι κάτι νύχτες, που τ' αστέρια κατεβαίνουνε χαμηλά. Που λιώνει το φεγγάρι και νοτίζει την ψυχή σου. Είναι κάτι νύχτες, που όλα σιγοτραγουδούν. Ακόμα κι οι πέτρες. Και τα ξερά κλαδιά. Αυτές τις νύχτες προτιμά να σε θυμάται η μοναξιά σου. Κι έρχεται ακάλεστη. Χωρίς να χτυπήσει ούτε καν την πόρτα, να ρωτήσει αν δέχεσαι επισκέψεις. Χωρίς να κρατά η αφιλότιμη, ούτ' ένα λουλουδάκι. Ούτ' ένα γλυκό, μπας και σε ξεγελάσει. Θρονιάζεται στην ψυχή σου κι ανάβει προκλητικά το τσιγαράκι της. «Αυτάααα! Πού είχαμε μείνει;» Σου λέει μ' όλο το θράσος της και σε κοιτά κατάματα. Είν' αυτές οι νύχτες, που τ' άστρα κατεβαίνουν χαμηλά. Που λιώνει το φεγγάρι. Που όλα σιγοτραγουδούν. Είν' αυτές οι νύχτες τελικά, που βλέπεις καθαρά, το χρώμα που έχουν τα μάτια της μοναξιάς. Ίδιο ακριβώς, όπως οι στάχτες από τα όνειρα.

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