Entrades per Brett Dennen

Feia temps que tenia ganes d'anar a un concert d'en Brett Dennen, i per fi el proper 9 de novembre hi anirem :)


Poso una cançó del seu nou disc Hope for the Hopeless.

Heaven - Brett Dennen

Beyond the rules of religion, the cloth of conviction,
above all the competition where fact and fiction meet;
there's no colour lines, casts or classes.
There's no fooling the masses.
Whatever faith you practise, whatever you believe...

Oh, heaven, heaven.
What the hell is heaven?
Is there a home for the homeless?
Is there hope for the hopeless?

Throw away your misconceptions,
there's no walls around Heaven.
There's no codes you gotta know to get in,
no minutemen or border patrol.
You must lose your Earthly possessions,
leave behind your weapons.
You can't buy your salvation and there is no pot of gold.

Heaven, heaven.
What the hell is heaven?
Is there a home for the homeless?
Is there hope for the hopeless?

Heaven ain't got no prisons,
no government, no business,
no banks or politicians,
no armies and no police.

Castles and cathedrals crumble,
pyramids and pipelines tumble.
The failure keeps you humble
and leads us closer to peace.

Heaven, heaven.
What the hell is heaven?
Is there a home for the homeless?
Is there hope for the hopeless?

Is there a home for the homeless?
Is there hope for the hopeless?

Altre cop a bcn

Avui torno a estar a Barcelona, demà (si tot va bé) tinc l'últim examen de la carrera! Estic a la recta final, no m'ho crec i em costa molt fer aquest últim esforç... però s'ha de fer! s'ha de fer i treure-m'ho d'una vegada.

He arribat amb cotxe, just al entrar al meu ex-barri Via Júlia (Roquetes, Nou Barris) m'ha entrat tota una sèrie de records, semblarà mentida, però m'ha fet il·lusió veure que els carrers encara estaven plens de vida, tothom a les terrasses :) Després he arribat al pis, on m'he retrobat amb els meus companys de pis, que bé tornar-los a veure, sembla com si hagués de tornar a començar el curs, però no, només serà una visita fugaç :(

Venint amb el cotxe he escoltat una cançó, i ara abans d'anar a dormir i fer l'última repassada sabia que l'havia de posar aquí.

Someday - Brett Dennen

In the womb of winter summer seems a myth
In my desperation I throw my faith into the wind
Born to a world where it is a fight just to fit in
From the cradle to the grave it never ends

Someday, someday
In a cloud of grey I will
I'll make my great escape

So many ways to walk upon the earth
I traced my footsteps to the place of my birth
So what do you do with all your precious time
So many ways in which to reach for the sky

Someday, someday
In a cloud of grey I will
I'll make my great escape

Someday, someday
In a cloud of grey I will
I'll make my great escape

Said, little bit by little bit
Someday

I may be weary but I am not weak
I can sing a song of suffering
Baby, a song unsung is dancing on the tip of your tongue
My salvation's ahead of me
I can feel it calling me
I know that I
I know that I will be ready

Someday, someday
In a cloud of grey I will
I'll make my great escape

El vídeo no és l'original, no l'he trobat :( però no està gens malament! sobretot espereu-vos als crèdits ;-)