3rd
Jeff Buckley
Hoorde dit nummer net op de radio… Eerste keer dat ik goed naar de tekst van dit nummer luisterde — I know, my mistake. Maar waarvoor een koptelefoon toch al niet goed kan zijn
Ongelooflijk hoe je zo’n tekst, op zo’n unsad muziek kunt plakken… maakt het dés te pakkender vind ik.
Dat Jeff Buckley een straffe gast was, wisten we natuurlijk al langer dan vandaag.
This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die.
But it’s over
Just hear this and then I’ll go:
You gave me more to live for,
More than you’ll ever know.
Well, this is our last embrace,
Must I dream and always see your face?
Why can’t we overcome this wall?
Baby, maybe it’s just because I didn’t know you at all.
Kiss me, please kiss me,
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation.
Oh, you know it makes me so angry ‘cause I know that in time
I’ll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye.
Did you say, “No, this can’t happen to me”?
And did you rush to the phone to call?
Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind saying,
“Maybe, you didn’t know him at all,
you didn’t know him at all,
oh, you didn’t know”?
Well, the bells out in the church tower chime,
Burning clues into this heart of mine.
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes, and the memories
Offer signs that it’s over, it’s over.