#jim cain

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Bill Callahan "Jim Cain" Sometimes I Wish We Were An Eagle, 2009.

[thejokebox]

I used to be darker, then I got lighter, then I got dark again.

[jeffersonbluejay]

I started out in search of ordinary things

How much of a tree bends in the wind

I started telling the story

Without knowing the end...

... I used to be darker, then I got lighter, then I got dark again

And something too big to be seen was passing over and over me

[asomewhatsadcaptain]

I ended up in search of ordinary things

Like how can a wave possibly be?

I started running, and the concrete turned to sand

I started running, and things didn't pan out as planned

In case things go poorly and I not return

Remember the good things I've done

In case things go poorly and I not return

Remember the good things I've done

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[moriras-lejos]

Jim Cain - Bill Callahan Empecé a buscar cosas ordinarias... cuánto se dobla un árbol por el viento, empecé a contar la historia sin saber el final... Solía ser sombrío, luego me volví sereno, luego me volví sombrío de nuevo. Algo tan grande para ser visto, pasaba una y otra vez sobre mí. Bueno, al principio parecía un caso rutinario, con la muerte de la sombra llegó una ligereza de versos, pero la más oscura de las noches, en verdad, aún deslumbra y trabajo hasta que me agoto. Terminé en busca de cosas ordinarias... cómo es posible que una ola sea, empecé a correr, y el cemento se convirtió en arena, empecé a correr, y las cosas no salieron según lo planeado.

Por si las cosas van mal y no vuelvo recuerda las cosas buenas que he hecho, por si las cosas van mal y no vuelvo recuerda las cosas buenas que he hecho. Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh ...me ha hecho

[alecrimehortela]

I started out in search of ordinary things

How much of a tree bends in the wind

I started telling the story without knowing the end

I used to be darker, then I got lighter, then I got dark again

Something too big to be seen was passing over and over me

Well, it seemed like a routine case at first

With the death of the shadow came a lightness of verse

But the darkest of nights, in truth, still dazzles

And I work myself until I'm frazzled

I ended up in search of ordinary things

Like how can a wave possibly be?

I started running, and the concrete turned to sand

I started running, and things didn't pan out as planned

In case things go poorly and I not return

Remember the good things I've done

In case things go poorly and I not return

Remember the good things I've done

Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh

Done me in

(Se Chico Buarque é Deus versado em português, Bill Callahan é o espelho em inglês. Não tem compositor/poeta como ele 🤍)

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