Este álbum fue algo más personal , con un mensaje profundo y dejo a un lado lo melodico en muchas de las canciones, no fue lo que esperaba dandole un vistazo a sus anteriores albumes , pero gracias declan por este álbum, quizas ahi personas que si necesitaban canciones asi en este momento
Cuando escuché a Declan con They Key to Life on Earth y encontré Brazil, me encantó de forma instantánea. Me gustó el nuevo álbum, marca que es un artista que puede moverse por muchos lados, eso lo hace completo. Saludos.
Que significativa la carrosa quemandosé con todo lo malo que pasó, una vez más pareciera que el destino lo obliga y lo ayuda a dejar todo atras, sin la opción de arrepentirse y volver a agarrase de lo que no se puede soltar, nuevamente renacer rompiendo nuevamente sus limites...
Don't come, don't come, don't come, don't come Don't come, don't come, don't come, don't come Living here in Babylon is, oh so dificult I really don't know what to do Think I'll go to Africa, maybe Ethiopia I really hope that you'll come too I hear a little voice, it says: Don't come, don't come, don't come, don't come Last saturday night, had a fight with my baby I don't think I'll see her again She never say no but she always say maybe And that's no way to treat a friend I hear a little voice, it says: Don't come, don't come, (you heard me now?) Don't come (over), don't come (Right!) Don't come, don't come Don't come (don't come no more), don't come Yeah...
What will grow crooked, you can't make straight It's the price that you've gotta pay Do yourself a favour and pack your bags Buy a ticket and get on the train Buy a ticket and get on the train 'Cause this is fucked up, fucked up 'Cause this is fucked up, fucked up People get crushed like biscuit crumbs And laid down in the bitumen You have tried your best to please everyone But it just isn't happening No, it just isn't happening And that is fucked up, fucked up Well, this is fucked up, fucked up This is your blind spot, blind spot It should be obvious, but it's not You cannot kick-start a dead horse You just cross yourself and walk away I don't care what the future holds 'Cause I'm right here and I'm today With your fingers you can touch me I am your black swan, black swan (But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top) And this is fucked up, fucked up We are black swans, black swans (But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top) And for spare parts, we're broken up You are fucked up, fucked up This is fucked up, fucked up We are black swans, black swans And for spare parts, we're broken up
