"Saudade Eternamente" lyrics
Saudade, come on, always been the same ole' song
Saudade, it's on, I can see the future and it all goes wrong
Saudade is the madness, Saudade is the goop
The years of loving and losing, the cold tomato soup
Saudade, abscond, I can see the future but it won't last long
Saudade, waltz me to forever and then blow me away
Saudade
The dirty secret, the fuzz in the window
The player piano squeaks for Simone Weil
The frozen footprints, the brat and the lawn darts
The boy with the bell jar [?] to his heart
I dance the soft shoe, the hi nice to meet you
The goodbye and the miss you, the are you fine?
Saudade! It's the mess of your making
Saudade! The current heart in it's breaking
Saudade! It's the selves sewn together
Saudade! It's the wax and the feathers
Big dick
Bad attitude
Split lip!
Call yo photog fraud to film it
Saudade Eternamente!
Saudade, come on, casino, Nembutal, pipe bomb
Saudade, it's on, I can see the future and it all looks wrong
Talking down your mother, the way your sister ached
When recounting the monster at the serpent's gate
Saudade, abscond, I can see the future but it won't last long
Saudade, c'mon, dance me to forever and then pull me beyond
Saudade, get gone...
A Universal, ancient, relentlessly indifferent natural law: For every form of life, a predator will evolve. And if love too must have as its shadow this ravenous monkey, stalking it from tree to tree, and if this merciless enemy is not death itself, or time, or the race against memory's sands and shore, the forever looking and seldom finding, then what is it? What is its make up? When you love you are not taking a synthetic drug, you are recruiting a soldier from the most ancient army on earth and turning it loose on a pathogen that has temporarily escaped nature's controls. Are you not letting this fantastic temporal slowly dance you to the foot of the mountain that all men must climb? Are you not summoning lightning to cauterize an ancient wound? A coming fracture and subsequent break, horse forever flying in the wind, oblivious of master. Is that not magic? Is that not worthy of your tepid wonder? Can not that furious love achieve the un-winnable? Can not that unbreakable heart see itself into forever?
Saudade, it's on, I can see the future and it all goes wrong
Saudade is the madness, Saudade is the goop
The years of loving and losing, the cold tomato soup
Saudade, abscond, I can see the future but it won't last long
Saudade, waltz me to forever and then blow me away
Saudade
The dirty secret, the fuzz in the window
The player piano squeaks for Simone Weil
The frozen footprints, the brat and the lawn darts
The boy with the bell jar [?] to his heart
I dance the soft shoe, the hi nice to meet you
The goodbye and the miss you, the are you fine?
Saudade! It's the mess of your making
Saudade! The current heart in it's breaking
Saudade! It's the selves sewn together
Saudade! It's the wax and the feathers
Big dick
Bad attitude
Split lip!
Call yo photog fraud to film it
Saudade Eternamente!
Saudade, come on, casino, Nembutal, pipe bomb
Saudade, it's on, I can see the future and it all looks wrong
Talking down your mother, the way your sister ached
When recounting the monster at the serpent's gate
Saudade, abscond, I can see the future but it won't last long
Saudade, c'mon, dance me to forever and then pull me beyond
Saudade, get gone...
A Universal, ancient, relentlessly indifferent natural law: For every form of life, a predator will evolve. And if love too must have as its shadow this ravenous monkey, stalking it from tree to tree, and if this merciless enemy is not death itself, or time, or the race against memory's sands and shore, the forever looking and seldom finding, then what is it? What is its make up? When you love you are not taking a synthetic drug, you are recruiting a soldier from the most ancient army on earth and turning it loose on a pathogen that has temporarily escaped nature's controls. Are you not letting this fantastic temporal slowly dance you to the foot of the mountain that all men must climb? Are you not summoning lightning to cauterize an ancient wound? A coming fracture and subsequent break, horse forever flying in the wind, oblivious of master. Is that not magic? Is that not worthy of your tepid wonder? Can not that furious love achieve the un-winnable? Can not that unbreakable heart see itself into forever?
