Bohemia -Gabriel Moreno and the Quivering Poets-

Описание: Compostion, vocals and guitars: Gabriel Moreno
Violin: Richard Moore
Percussion: Pablo Campos
Bass: Juan Pablo Mauro
Mixing: Michael Collins
Engineering: Jon Hess
Mastering: Vacuum Mastering


Lyrics

I am stuck in the belly of Bohemia,
my friends they were gone a long time ago,
I’d speak to my future but the telephone broke,
I guess it all happened to leave space for my songs,
I know that you need to go ‘coz someone has to keep
this boat afloat, can you please hold me some more?
Leave your bulwarks on the floor,
‘coz my safety net is torn, and I am drowning in your moat.
It’s a muddy thing that holds,
everything I want, every little thing I’ll ever want.

I am stuck in the belly of Bohemia,
the talk it is heavy and I am covered in smoke,
tomorrow the city will open its stores,
and swallow the beauty of our synchronized fall,
I know, you got a full-time job but I live in a full-time storm,
could you lift your lids some more?
‘Coz my safety net is torn and I am drowning in your moat.
It’s a muddy thing that holds,
everything I want, every little thing I’ll ever want.

I am stuck in the belly of Bohemia,
my sanity is weary, I hear the albatross call,
tomorrow remind me to stay on the shore
and fight for the remnants of a splendorous dawn.
I know we did not win at all but tonight the winds will blow.


For the captains of the soul, don’t say you’re gonna go,
‘coz my safety net is torn, and I am drowning in your moat.
It’s a muddy thing that holds, everything I want, every little thing I will ever want.