Objev alternativní americké scény pochází z Las Vegas, ale jako doma je spíše v Británii, kde jsou z nich již teď velké hvězdy. Vždyť taky jejich hudbu můžeme přirovnat spíše k britským kořenům jako The Smiths či Pulp a "osmedesátkové synťáky" to...
Píseň: Carry Me Home
- Interpret:
- Killers, The
- Album:
- Battle Born
Let me out Don't tell me everything Started out Like any other day Must gave the wrong impression Don't you understand where I belong? I'm not the one... Stand again They say nothing comes for free And that's the truth I've been livin' in a fantasy A slip, a slide, a head-trip heaven Self denial's such a wonderful and powerful thing I'm not the one The mourning dove sings With two broken wings "Carry me home, I'm not afraid The stars in my eyes Were shimmering lies Carry me home Don't let me fade away" Stop the press The kid's light is growin' dim Took a month long slide Then the world came cavin' in When you self destruct, you wind up looking For a glimmer of hope But the writing's on the wall I'm not the one The mourning dove sings With two broken wings "Carry me home, I'm not afraid The stars in my eyes Were shimmering lies Carry me home Don't let me fade... " Just how thick is your skin? Just how sharp are your teeth? Boy, you've got a lot to learn Is there somewhere else That I can win? Is there something else To start over again? From the summit's edge To the cutting-room floor I will be afraid...no more The mourning dove sings With two broken wings "Carry me home, I'm not afraid The stars in my eyes Were shimmering lies Carry me home Don't let me fade... " Carry me home Carry me...