Nada Surf - See These Bones
Everyone’s right and no one is sorryThat’s the start and the end of this storyFrom the sharks and the jetsTo the call in the morningAnd life is just bets anywayLook alive, see these bonesWhat you are now, we were onceTry as they might, no ones immune toMisfiring and acting on the wrong cluesAnd thinkin’ it’s time to redo and redoI feel rain in the movies and the talk before the screen lightsI hear strings in the parkI don’t like to call her right, except when its too late at nightI mostly just think in the darkLook alive, see these bonesWhat you are now, we were onceJust like we are, you’ll be dustAnd just like we are, permanentYou were too tired to eat, too hungry to sleepJust imagine the speed, it’s just what you needLook alive, see these bonesWhat you are now, we were onceAnd just like we are, you’ll be dustAnd just like we are, permanentThe lights in the city are more or less blinkingWhich side of the story decides what you’re thinkingWe’ll amount in cold faces??We’re squinting, we’re hurryingWe’ll take inventoryWe’re digging, we’re burryingDo you remeber when the line was blownDo you remember when it fellDo you remember when you went to her house, remember ringing the bell
Por Arthur W. Presser

Nada Surf - See These Bones

Everyone’s right and no one is sorry
That’s the start and the end of this story
From the sharks and the jets
To the call in the morning
And life is just bets anyway

Look alive, see these bones
What you are now, we were once

Try as they might, no ones immune to
Misfiring and acting on the wrong clues
And thinkin’ it’s time to redo and redo

I feel rain in the movies and the talk before the screen lights
I hear strings in the park
I don’t like to call her right, except when its too late at night
I mostly just think in the dark

Look alive, see these bones
What you are now, we were once
Just like we are, you’ll be dust
And just like we are, permanent

You were too tired to eat, too hungry to sleep
Just imagine the speed, it’s just what you need

Look alive, see these bones
What you are now, we were once
And just like we are, you’ll be dust
And just like we are, permanent

The lights in the city are more or less blinking
Which side of the story decides what you’re thinking
We’ll amount in cold faces??
We’re squinting, we’re hurrying
We’ll take inventory
We’re digging, we’re burrying

Do you remeber when the line was blown
Do you remember when it fell
Do you remember when you went to her house, remember ringing the bell

Por Arthur W. Presser