Dark Was the Night

Hoje, esta banda sonora povoou a minha cabeça.
A garrafa de Frei João ficou vazia.
Um brinde ao inevitável.
Um brinde a NY.



I know you’re a serious lady
Living off a teacup full of cherries
Nobody knows where you are livin
Nobody knows where you are

Take a bath and get high through an apple
Wanted to cry but you can’t when you’re laughin’
Nobody knows where you are livin’
Nobody knows where you are

You’re so far around the bend
You’re so far around the bend

I’ll run through a thousand parties
I’ve run through a million bars
Nobody knows where you are livin
Nobody knows where you are

You’ve been humming in a daze forever
Praying for Pavement to get back together
Nobody knows where you are living
Nobody knows where you are

You’re so far around the bend
You’re so far around the bend

Now there’s no leaving New York
Now there’s no leaving New York

You’re so far around the bend
You’re so far around the bend

Now there’s no leaving New York
Now there’s no leaving New York
Now there’s no leaving New York
Now there’s no leaving New York

So Far Around the Bend, The National