Everybody knows that we live in a world where they
give bad names to beautiful things
Everybody knows that we live in a world where we don't
give beautiful things a second glance
Heaven only knows that we live in a world where what
we call beautiful is just something on sale
People laughing behind their hands while the fragile
and the sensitive are given no chance
And the leaves turn from red to brown
To be trodden down
And the leaves turn from red to brown
Fall to the ground
We don't have to live in a world where we give bad
names to beautiful things
We should live in a beautiful world
We should give beautiful a second glance
And the leaves fall from red to brown
To be trodden down
Trodden down
And the leaves turn green to red to brown
Fall to the ground
And get kicked around
You strong enough to be...
Have you the courage to be...
Have you the faith to be...
Honest enough to say...
Don't have to be the same...
Don't have to be this way
C'mon and sign your name
You wild enough to remain beautiful?
Beautiful
All the leaves turn from red to brown
To be trodden down
Trodden down
And we fall green to red to brown
Fall to the ground
To be kicked around
You strong enough to be...
Why don't you stand up and say
Give yourself a break
They laugh at you anyway
So why don't you stand up and be
Beautiful.
El señor Mark Sandman fabrica un bajo ùnico de dos cuerdas, une un saxofòn y bateria y forma Morphine en Boston a principios de los noventa. Con letras ironicas y sonido único, hacen cuatro discos: Good del año 92, Cure of pain del 93, Yes del 95, y Like swimming del 97. Fecha julio 3 del 99 Sandman muere como quisieran todos los músicos, en pleno concierto, cantando y con su bajo en las manos, allà en Roma. Disco postúmo The night, muy recomendable si te gusta lo oscuro como Lou Reed o Tom Waitts o Nivk Cave.
