We stood in an open field Arrested by the warmth of autumn's eve And you were kneeling down To catch the sound Of crickets moving south Below the shield. And I still capture glimpses of you there Taking pictures in my mind to keep you near But I am not alone For you are home And I am not alone For you are here. [Chorus:] And maybe it's just the difference between Getting past and getting just what you need And maybe it's not something we can see Or a part of something greater we could be And the backfield there by the tractor's boughs Warmly paved for long ago -- so go The cotton blooms slightly sudden snow. And strange, the way a flower held in your thoughts You know the bitter past untorn And to repay the lover's toll And it took me by surprise Were you scared? The way you're searching might stay there Will you look to me for something more than some Love is fear And lust to trust is dust we must I'm there And we were down, I knew you'd cared. And share the love I teach in there. [Chorus] So I won't hold you tight or keep you from the day And you wouldn't have it any other way But if you need a place to hide from yesterday All you have to do is ask away 'Cause I know the way And it's a fine time for growing old There's tea on the porch Is that too bold? And I alone, my love For I am not ashamed And I'll sing my love
It's like this group traveled here from the 80's...then back to the 80's and now they are here to bring us these awesome electronic tunes with a definite retro feel. Love Future Islands!
Necesitaba traducirla: Flor de algodón Estuvimos en un campo abierto, arrestados por la cálida víspera de otoño. Y tú estabas arrodillada para captar el sonido de los grillos yendo al sur bajo el revestimiento. Y aún capturo destellos de ti allí, tomo imágenes en mi mente para mantenerte cerca. Pero no estoy solo, porque estás en casa, y no estoy solo, porque estás aquí. Y tal vez la diferencia solo sea entre pasar y obtener lo necesario, y tal vez no es algo que podamos ver, o una parte de algo mayor que podríamos ser. Y el backfield ahí con las ramas del tractor, cálidamente pavimentado hace mucho tiempo, el algodón florece ligeramente, repentina nieve. Y es extraña, la manera en que una flor permanece en tus pensamientos, pudiendo contener el pasado sin marchitarse, como lo hace la sangre de la que nace la belleza y paga las pérdidas del amante. Y me tomó por sorpresa, ¿estabas asustada? El camino que buscabas podría estar allí. ¿Buscarías algo en mí más que en otros? EL amor es temor y confiar en el anhelo es lo que debemos desempolvar. Estoy ahí, y en lo profundo, sabía que te importaba, y compartiste el amor que te mostré. Y tal vez la diferencia solo sea entre pasar y obtener lo necesario, y tal vez no es algo que podamos ver, o una parte de algo mayor que podríamos ser. Así que no te abrazaré fuerte o retendré del día, y no tendrías otra manera. Pero si necesitas un lugar para esconderte del ayer, todo lo que tienes que hacer es preguntar, porque conozco el camino. Y es un buen momento para envejecer, hay té en el pórtico, ¿es muy atrevido? Y estoy solo, mi amor, pero no avergonzado, y cantaré mi amor para ti cada día.
Just discovered your music tonight on a college radio station while driving home from work tonight. I've already listened to everything I can find of yours online, and I plan on looking for your albums this weekend while I'm out with my friends. Your sound is so amazing. I'm already a fan! Maybe I'll see you in Baltimore this weekend!
+GMHD54 Yeah I know Drake, Justin Beiber, Miley Cyrus, Ariana Grande and everyone gets 80 trillion views with pure garbage. Welcome to the second decade of the 21st century.
This song is really amusing if you picture one of the cats in the picture signing. But you don't have to imagine that, if you don't want to, because it's a good song all by itself. Just thought I'd give you the option.
The decending motif worked on me until I just had to go and listen to Universal Soldier (Buffy St. Marie and version by Donovan). I guess few others here are old enough to make that link!
