28 nov. 2009

Alela Diane "White As Diamonds"



I've known mornings white as diamonds
Silent from a night so cold
Such a stillness, calm as the owl glides
Our lives are buried in snow, oh, oh

I was sifting through the piles
In my hand a tangled thread
Each patient tug upon the snarl
Is a glimpse of what has been, oh, oh

Burdened bands gain strong hands
Gaping holes where diamonds should be
Must have been the morning that stole them
A glint of white in the pocket of winter, oh, oh

And some hearts are ghosts settling down in dark waters
Just as silt grows heavy and drowns with the stones
Some hearts are ghosts settling down in dark waters
Just as silt grows heavy and drowns with the stones, oh, oh

I've known mornings white as diamonds
Silent from a night so cold
Such a stillness, calm as the owl glides
Our lives are buried in snow
Our lives are buried in snow

2 commentaires:

  1. J'aime beaucoup, j'avais entendu à la radio. Merci !
    Je lis " Le livre de Yaak" de Rick Bass aux editions Gallmeister.
    Déjà lu ? Tu aimerais..J'aime bcp cette collection ( nature writing )

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  2. Précision : J'ai évoqué ce livre car cette VDO pourrait tout à fait être tournée dans la vallée du Yaak. Elle m'y a fait penser.

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