07 março 2015






um dos mistérios das canções de tom waits sempre foi (e provavelmente será) para mim este: 

o serem as canções musicalmente mais simples as que sinto mais conseguidas e, de certo modo, 
as que mais me tocam e sinto como minhas



there's a crooked street in houston town
it's a well worn path i've followed down
now there's ruin in my name
i wish i never got off the train
i wished i'd listened to the words you said

don't go down to fannin street
you'll be lost and never found
you can never turn around
don't go down to fannin street

once i held you in my arms i was sure
till i took that silent step through the gilded door
but the desire to have much more all the glitter and the roar
now i know that this is where the sidewalk ends

don't go down to fannin street
you'll be lost and never found
you can never turn around
don't go down to fannin street

when i was young i thought only of getting out
i said good-bye to my street
good-bye to my house
give a man gin give a man cards
give an inch he takes a yard
and i rue the day that i stepped off this train

don't go down to fannin street
you'll be lost and never found
you can never turn around
don't go down to fannin street







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