The laws of chance, strange as it seems,
Take us exactly where we most likely need to be
[David Byrne]

segunda-feira, 14 de abril de 2008

A frigideira antiaderente

Well there’s one thing momma,
I think you should know,
it is not love that makes the flowers grow
but a complex electron transfer process known as photosynthesis when chlorophyll reacts to the light of day.

Since you’re gone, the light has gone away.

Oh, there’s one more thing momma,
I think that you'll find,
it is not love that makes the stars shine
but the spontaneous combustion of superheated super condensed gases in a process known as fusion that creates new elements when the time is right.

Since you’re gone, the stars don’t shine so bright.

Oh, there’s another thing momma,
I think I should confide,
it is not love that’ll turn the tide
but the net difference in the gravitational pull between the earth and the moon as it is acted out upon the waves.

Since you’re gone, I feel washed away.

I could’ve been a mathematician
to study rockets for a living
would’ve work out better in the end,
but to get more specific I’d break every law of physics to bring you back to me again.

There’s one more thing,
I’ll tell you if I can,
it is not love that makes a non stick frying pan,
but a top secret trademark conglomerated most likely carcinogenic polyeurothane compound spreading of microthin substance over a negatively charged layer of aluminum, copper, iron, lead, vhs, fyi, apple pie, fbi, and some other elements too.

Since you’re gone, I wish I’d stuck to you.

[Josh Ritter, sem título]