I wander lonely streets
Behind where the old Thames does flow
And in every face I meet
Reminds me of what I have run from
Behind where the old Thames does flow
And in every face I meet
Reminds me of what I have run from
I've got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
These feelings should not be in the man
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
These feelings should not be in the man
In every child, in every eye
In every sky, above my head
I hope that I know
So come with me in bed
Because it's you and me, we're history
There ain't nothing left to say
When I will get you alone
In every sky, above my head
I hope that I know
So come with me in bed
Because it's you and me, we're history
There ain't nothing left to say
When I will get you alone
Maybe we could find a room
Where we could see what we should do
Maybe you know it's true
Living with me is like keeping a fool
Where we could see what we should do
Maybe you know it's true
Living with me is like keeping a fool
In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you know that I am me so come on
I'm thinking about history
And I'm living for history
And I think you know about me
Cause I am
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you know that I am me so come on
I'm thinking about history
And I'm living for history
And I think you know about me
Cause I am
And one and one is two
But three is company
When you're thinking about the things you do
And you're thinking about the things you do
I want to tell you my tale
How I failed in love and jumped out on my bail
Do you understand there's more in a smile than in a hand
In every sky, in every kiss
There's one thing that you might have missed
But three is company
When you're thinking about the things you do
And you're thinking about the things you do
I want to tell you my tale
How I failed in love and jumped out on my bail
Do you understand there's more in a smile than in a hand
In every sky, in every kiss
There's one thing that you might have missed
Am I going to
a place that now belongs to you
a place that now belongs to you
{ The Verve - History }
Photos: Viktor Vauthier, Roberta Ridolfi, David Armstrong
10 comments:
Love it!!
Que linda canción (L)
saludos!
Como siempre preciosas las fotos! ando probando con la cámara y mirando alguna vieja para dar lograr ese aire viejo de las fotos.
Además me ha gustado el chico de la gorra eh ;) jaja buen finde
besos,
Qué bonitas todas las fotos! una vez más: una entrada preciosa :)
Que lindo este post!
Las fotos no podrían ser mejores.
<3
estas fotos estan preciosas y muy buena cación de Verve. Siempre me gustan als fotos que pones.
Que ganas tengo de Londres, Dios MIO!
QUe bonitas fotos, me encantan!
B.
Qué bonito parece Londres en fotografías tan mágicas :)
La foto que tienes como banner es preciosa.
Un beso muy fuerte.
ando con los segundos contados (qué raro, verdad?)
sólo quería decirte que después de leer aquel post tuyo me entraron unas ganas terribles de leer las vírgenes suicidas... y el otro día, a un día de graduarme y con todos los examenes acabados me escapé hasta Fnac y me lo compré.
Por ahora ha superado mis espectativas, y ni he llegado a las cien páginas!
En cuanto lo termine releeré tus entradas, seguro que disfrutándolas todavía más. :)
Un beso grande, y gracias por descubrirme siempre mundos, obras, artistas, culturas... inspiraciones nuevas con tus posts.
xx, Chic and Chocolate.
Primera vez que me animo a comentar, pero siempre miraba tu blog, es genial! Se va con un follow si o si :)
XO<3
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