a perfect sonnet, by Bright Eyes

A banda americana Bright Eyes (site oficial) tem como elemento mais mediático o vocalista Conor Mullen Oberst, cantautor e poeta nascido em 1980, e que se divide por vários projectos, sendo o mais recente Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band.

Os videoclips 'live' com qualidade escasseiam, mas as músicas são lindíssimas, as letras também. O estilo é basicamente indie rock. Cliquem, oiçam, enjoy:

Bright Eyes, a perfect sonnet

• Lately I've been wishing I had one desire
• something that would make me never want another
• something that would make it so that nothing matters
• all would be clear then
• but I guess i'll have to settle for a few brief moments
• and watch it all dissolve into a single second
• try to write it down into a perfect sonnet
• or one foolish line
• 'cause that's all that you'll get so you'll have to accept
• you are here then you're gone
• but i believe that lovers should be tied together
• thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather
• left there to drown
• left there to drown
• in their innocence
• but as for me i'm coming to the final chapter
• i read all of the pages and there's still no answer
• only all that was before i know must soon come after
• that's the only way it can be
• so I stand in the sun
• and I breathe with my lungs
• trying to spare me the weight of the truth
• saying everything you've ever seen was just a mirror
• spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever
• now you're laying in a bathtub full of freezing water
• wishing you were a ghost
• but once you knew a girl and you named her lover
• danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer
• autumn came,
• she disappeared
• you can't remember where she said she was going to
• but you know that she is gone 'cause she left you a song
• that you don't want to sing
• singing I believe that lovers should be chained together
• thrown into a fire with their songs and letters
• left there to burn
• left there to burn
• in their arrogance
• but as for me i'm coming to my final failure
• killed myself with changes trying to make things better
• ended up becoming something other than what I had planned to be
• now i believe that lovers should be draped in flowers
• and layed entwined together on a bed of clover
• left there to sleep
• left there to dream of their happiness