sexta-feira, 23 de setembro de 2011

Still Remains

Our bed we live, our bed we sleep
Making love and I become you
Flesh is warm with naked feet
Stabbing thorns and you become me

Oh, I'd beg for you.
Oh, you know I'll beg for you.

Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
Take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
If you should die before me
Ask if you can bring a friend
Pick a flower, hold your breath
And drift away...

She holds my hand we share a laugh,
Slipping orange blossom breezes
Love is still and sweat remains
A cherished gift unselfish feeling...

Oh, I'd beg for you.
Oh, you know I'll beg for you.

Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
Take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
If you should die before me
Ask if you can bring a friend
Pick a flower, hold your breath
And drift away...

She tells me things, I listen well
Drink the wine and save the water
Skin is smooth, I steal a glance
Dragon flies "er" gliding over...

Oh, I'll beg for you.
Oh, you know I'll beg for you.

Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
Take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
If you should die before me
Ask if you can bring a friend
Pick a flower, hold your breath
And drift away...



[Stone Temple Pilots]