Estas dos son mis favoritas de "Island":
"Fire-Mare"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DHks5ssvsgI
Oh, I never learned how to hate
I never learned how to be hated
Can it be controlled?
Can anything be controlled?
It hurts like a cancer in me
But in every room I still can feel his ghost
Blood rushing around us
Like a herd of phantom horses
I will burn every place that we entered
And I will burn away this hatred within me
And when I sleep I will dream about a dove on the wind I’ll dream about a child
And the words I would say to his father and mother
Owen are you there?
End this nightmare I’m in
Rush to my arms in the morning
And meet me out on the same platform
How badly I wish for it
That we can be angels and not this bullshit
And I will burn every place that we entered
And I will burn away this hatred within me
We had no future
And if I was in love it had no story
Love it will forget, love has already
And if I was in love now I am nothing
I’ll dream about a dove on the wind
I’ll dream about a child
And the words I would say to his father and mother
Oh, I never learned how to hate
I never learned how to be hated
Can it be controlled?
Can anything be controlled?
It hurts like a cancer in me
But in every room I still can feel his ghost
Blood rushing around us
Like a herd of phantom horses
"Perseverance of the Saints"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fLppbxXuYU
I wake up in the night, my body is paralyzed
Mind is running reckless, colours are all alive
All across my eyelids, the silence of the spheres
What manner of evil would think it engineered?
Still, I left my friends and family pastured
Boarded a ship to spread the news
When I started to feel like I believed in a lie
I climbed up a mountain to get my dues
Nobody wanted him dead
Cargo on the jetty knocks me out of reverie
It is only in my lover’s arms that I can ever sleep
In regeneration, we will all persevere
Sun across our bodies, how long we been lying here?
Memory is what makes you older
You hold on to memory like a mother-hoarder
And time gets quick as you administrate
All the leavings of the passing years
And I pull your arms around me
Did I pick you up so I could feel again
Like the boy who had the eye of every man?
I pull your arms around me
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