Боже, какая песня. Она насквозь пропитана такой грустью, такой скорбью, что просто разрывает мне сердце, как бы высокопарно это ни звучало. Хочется слушать её снова и снова, но это приносит столько тоски. Просто гениально.

Насколько я понимаю, посвящено смерти Элвиса Пресли.



There’s no earthly way of knowing

What was in your heart

When it stopped going

The whole world shook

A storm was blowing through you



Waiting for God to stop this

And up to your neck in darkness

Everyone around was corrupted

Say something



There’s no dignity in death

To sell the world your last breath

We’re still fighting over everything you left



I saw you standing at the gates

When Marlon Brando passed away

You had that look upon your face

Advertising space



No one learned from your mistakes

We let our prophets go to waste

All is left in any case

Is advertising space



Through your eyes the world was burning

Please be gentle I’m still learning

You seemed to say as you kept turning up

They poisoned you with compromise

At what point did you realise

Everybody loves your life but you?



A special agent for the man

Through Watergate and Vietnam

No one really gave a damn

Do you think the CIA did?



I saw you standing at the gates

When Marlon Brando passed away

You had that look upon your face

Advertising space



No one learned from your mistakes

We let our prophets go to waste

All is left in any case

Is advertising space



I’ve seen your daughter, man, she’s cute

I was scared but I wanted to

Boy, she looks a lot like you…


Ещё ни одна песня не производила на меня такого впечатления, даже не знаю, почему эта произвела. Может, я просто сама сейчас на взводе?