Banda sonora para o pesadelo

Querido Donovan,

Adoro os teus álbuns.
Andava distraída desde o Move by Yourself, e estes Recycles Recipes e Pass It Around estavam-me a passar ao lado.

Gostei muito da Mansions on the sand.
E das recicladas, do Wondering where the lions are, o que vem muito a propósito do meu sonho marado, e do Theologians (para não dizer o resto do álbum todo!).

Chamo-te Papa, chamo-te Bebé, chamo-te o que quiseres. Desde que continues a lançar pérolas destas, it don't matter to me.

(P.S. - Repara como escolhi uma fotografia tua em que estás penteadinho, lavadinho e até com um certo allure de fashion victim!)

Para ouvir...

Sun's up, uuh huh, looks okay
the world survives into another day
and i'm thinking about eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me.

I had another dream about lions at the door
they weren't half as frightening as they were before
but i'm thinking about eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me.

Walls windows trees, waves coming through
you be in me and i'll be in you
together in eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

Up among the firs where it smells so sweet
or down in the valley where the river used to be
i got my mind on eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
and i'm wondering where the lions are...
i'm wondering where the lions are...

Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake,
thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take,
pointing a finger at eternity
i'm sitting in the middle of this ecstasy

Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun,
polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
(should be!) they got me thinking about eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
and i'm wondering where the lions are...
i'm wondering where the lions are...

Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
One of these days we're going to sail away,
going to sail into eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
and i'm wondering where the lions are...
i'm wondering where the lions are...