domingo, 24 de octubre de 2010


No sé bien cuándo fue la primera vez que escuché este tema, pero sé que era muy pequeña. De lo que no tengo la más mínima duda es de que fue en casa de mi tio Pedro García Montalvo. En mi mente este tema siempre irá acompañado de él.

Six o'clock
In the morning
I feel pretty good
So I dropped into the luxury of the lords
Fighting dragons and crossing swords
With the people against the hordes
Who came to conquer

Seven o'clock
In the morning
Here it comes, I taste the warming
I'm so amazed I'm here today
Seeing things so clear this way
In the car and on my way
To Stonehenge

I'm flying in Winchester Cathedral
Sunlight pouring through the break of day
Stumbled through the door
And into the chamber
There's a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace
And a cleaner in the distance
Finds a cobweb on her face
And a feeling deep inside of me
Tells me this can't be the place

I'm flying in Winchester Cathedral
All religion has to have its day
Expressions on the face of the saviour
Made me say
I can't stay

Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here
Too many people have lied in the name of Christ
For anyone to heed the call
So many people have died in the name of Christ
That I can't believe at all
Now I'm standing on the grave of a soldier that died
In 1799
And the day he died it was a birthday
And I noticed it was mine
And my head didn't know just who I was
And I was spinning back in time
And I am high
Upon the altar, high
Upon the altar, high

I'm flying in Winchester Cathedral
It's hard enough to drink the wine
The air inside just hangs in delusion
Given time, I'll be fine


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