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  • robbie williams'ın escapology albümünde 3. sırada bulunan eser.

    you can't manufact your own miracle
    the silence was pitiful - that day
    and love is getting too cynical
    passion's just physical - these days
    you analyse everyone you meet
    but get no sign - the loving kind
    every night you admit defeat
    and cry yourself blind

    if you can't wake up in the morning
    'cause your bed lies vacant at night
    if you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
    can't control it - try as you might
    may you find that love that won't leave you
    may you find it by the end of the day
    you won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
    something beautiful will come your way

    the dj said on the radio
    life should be stereo - each day
    and the past that cast the unsuitable
    instead of some kind of beautiful
    you just couldn't wait
    all your friends think you're satisfied
    but they can't see your soul, no, no, no
    forgot the time feeling petrified
    when they lived alone

    if you can't wake up in the morning
    'cause your bed lies vacant at night
    if you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
    can't control it - try as you might
    may you find that love that won't leave you
    may you find it by the end of the day
    you won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
    something beautiful will come your way

    (it'll come your way)
    (it'll come your way) some kind of beautiful
    (it'll come your way) some kind of beautiful
    (it'll come your way) some kind of beautiful
    (it'll come your way)

    all your friends think you're satisfied
    but they can't see your soul, no, no, no
    forgot the time feeling petrified
    when they lived alone

    if you can't wake up in the morning
    'cause your bed lies vacant at night
    if you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
    can't control it - try as you might
    may you find that love that won't leave you
    may you find it by the end of the day
    you won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
    something beautiful will come your way
    you won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
    something beautiful will come your way
  • iki farklı klibe sahip olan şarkı...
  • klipte oynamak icin secilen insanlarin basindan gecenlerin anlatildigi, hos bir klibe sahip dinlenesi sarki. yalniz odul bjorn'un hakkiydi neden peter aldi anlamadim.
  • melodisi ilk bakışta öyle gibi gelmese de, bulunduğu albümün en az feel kadar içli ve dokunaklı şarkısıdır. söz, beste ve düzenlemesiyle göz yaşartıcı bir mükemmellik yakalamış ve thirtysomething bekarların saçını okşamayı hedeflemiş gibidir.
  • garip bir şekilde mutluluk ve heyecan aşılayan bir parçadır. öyle sanıyorum ki robbie williams'ın gülümseyerek söylediği az sayıdaki şarkılarından biri de budur. insanın eşlik edesi gelir. hakanın 80 inci dakika attığı golle 4-1 olan maçtır.
  • sinead o'connor'ın theology albümün açılış parçası.

    i wanna make
    something beautiful
    for u and from u
    to show u
    to show u
    i adore u
    oh u

    and your journey
    toward me
    which i see
    and i see
    all u push through
    mad for u
    and because of u

    i couldn't thank u in ten thousand years
    if i cried ten thousand rivers of tears
    ah but u know the soul and u know what makes it gold
    u who give life through blood

    oh i wanna make something
    so lovely for u
    'cos i promised that's what i'd do for u
    with the bible i stole
    i know u forgave my soul
    because such was my need on a chronic christmas eve
    and i think we're agreed that it should have been free
    and u sang to me

    they dress the wounds of my poor people
    as though they're nothing
    saying "peace, peace"
    when there's no peace (x2)

    now can a bride forget her jewels?
    or a maid her ornaments?
    yet my people forgotten me
    days without number
    days without number
    and in their want
    oh in there want
    and in their want
    who'll dress their wounds?
    who'll dress their wounds?
  • the small hours şarkısı. bundan altı ay kadar önce arabada ilk dinlediğimde sonuna yetiştiğimden ne adını ne de sözlerini doğru dürüst anlayabilmiştim. radyo ekseni arayıp nakaratı mırıldanmak suretiyle adını öğrenmeye çalıştım ama nafile. bu gece rock fm'de çaldılar tekrar da nakaratın kilit lafını yakalayıp google'dan bakabildim.

    http://www.myspace.com/thesmallhoursmusic
  • bir clem snide parçası.

    you make me wanna
    stumble on pillows
    skin both my knees
    you make me wanna
    put you inside my mouth so i can't say please

    you make me wanna
    soak it in gasoline
    stain my new shirt
    you make me wanna
    sip lysol from a cup
    so clean it hurts

    you make me wanna break
    break
    something beautiful

    you make me wanna
    fold the map improperly
    locked in a stall
    you make me wanna
    not turn the wipers on when
    rain starts to fall

    you make me wanna
    smoke every ciggerette
    that's ever been made
    you make me wanna
    make the rules up as i go
    so no one can play

    you make me wanna break
    break
    something beautiful

    you make me wanna
    drink from the deepest well
    build towers of steel
    you make me wanna
    cut down a million trees
    spin firey wheels

    you make me wanna
    block out the moonlight
    turn off the sun
    you make me wanna
    fire off my cannon balls
    make the natives run

    you make me wanna break
    break
    break
    break
    something beautiful