Playlist du moment :
Stabbing art to death - Showbread
[...] Yet I see true art, I see her, and I see you
and Father you inspire me to sing to you
you inspire me to sing to you
Burn all the flags and the money, sacrifice and laugh
The light in your eyes reflects and I see myself
and all I want to be for you I'll give everything,
just to linger on your lips and feel your fingertips, you are an angel
Art is not the world, art is in our heart [...]
Matthias replaces Judas - Showbread
[...] as you did warn me carpenter, this world has weakened my heart,
and where would i fit Jesus?
what place is left for me?
Jesus my heart is all i have to give to you, so weak and so unworthy,
this simply will not do, no alabaster jar, no diamond in the rough,
for your body that was broken, how can this be enough?
Your glory illuminates my life, and no darkness will descend,
for you have loved me forever, and your love will never end [...]
Welcome to the plainfield tobe hooper - Showbread
[...] I'll bet your hands are beautiful.
I'm sure your head is beautiful,
but the world is ugly.
The world is ugly and it's true.
I'll bet your hands are beautiful.
I'm sure your head is beautiful,
but the world is ugly.
The world is ugly even after you. [...]
The dissonance of discontent - Showbread
what was it we saw?
The beauty, the horror,
of rock that is so raw.
Your friends are fake - Showbread
[...] Jesus forgive us,
we don't know what we do... [...]
The bell jar - Showbread
[...]Music and her patrons are dead and
irrelevant, like osteoporosis, she is
brittle. She is broken.
No promise that everything's all right.
Languages must be organic,
because like flies they fall and die.
Music now sleeps.
It's over, it's over.
No more waiting for something to live for.
It's over, it's over.
Everything is dying and we want something more.[...]
- - - - - - - - - > et j'ai pas encore le "nouveau" CD ;)
