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Four Holy Photos da Hockey é a musica-tema da animacao Since
Publiquei no blog Meu Blues Pra Você o vídeo da animação 'Since', que mostra a evolução dos meios de comunicação e utiliza a música "Four Holy Photos" da banda norte-americana de rock Hockey, que hoje eu publico aqui, no Blog do Lobo para animar o seu sábado. Acesse o site da banda para mais informações: HockeyBand.
Four Holy Photos
Grubin / Benjamin
Hold up a picture of a highway and a picture of a home
And a picture of some money and a picture of some bones all together All in a row
Out of all those pictures you'll only notice one
But it's really not important no it's no more than a fortune it just shows
What doors are open
If you looking at the home then your feet are scared
Looking at the road then you're going to feel restless for awhile, for awhile, yeah awhile
If you're looking at the money then you benefit from the army
Looking at the bones then you've got some saintly reasons in your eyes, yeah in your eyes, in your eyes...
Chorus: This is the song, this is the song, the song of 4 holy photos
You can never look into your own eyes it's the second closest you'll get.
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/h/hockey/four_holy_photos.html ]
There's a settlement of foreigners in a land that they can't see
Where the birds are always singing and the water runs clean but all
These things
Told them nothing. There's a make shift church and
There's a hand that pulls a rope
And the rope swings the bells and they ring into the trees and make an echo
And it never stops
So I hung up those pictures in that foreigners place
Where the mood was a little nervous but they thought they had a reason enough to stay
So they stayed.
And no one when they looked could even see the bones at all
The leaders took the money and the others took the call of the road, yes and the home, and no one argued
But there was one of them who did and he spoke of what he say
It ruined his reputation he was labeled as a misfit yeah you know, that's just what saint's, get sometimes...
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