сумбурная_лиска, это кавер на Counting Crows, НО сравнивая текст Counting Crows и того что поют Паники видны явные различия, как раз в том месте которое нас так цепляет))
вот можешь сравнить:
01::Counting Crows
Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog
Where no one notices the contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again
Where? I don't know
Maria says she's dying through the door I hear her crying
Why? I don't know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates
Maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says she's close to understanding jesus
She knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Round here we're carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands
Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says it's only in my head
She says shhh I know it's only in my head
But the girl on car in the parking lot says
'man you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling? '
Then she looks up at the building and says she's thinking of jumping
She says she's tired of life she must be tired of something
Round here she's always on my mind
Round here hey man got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late
I can't see nothing, nothing round here
Catch me if I'm falling
02::Panic! At The Disco
Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
I walk in the air between the rain,
Through myself and back again
Where? I don't know
And Maria says she's dying
Through the door, I hear her crying
Why? I don't know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates
Well, Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house and
Takes all her clothes off,
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
But she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal, when she's nervous
Round here We are carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping though my hands
Ooooh, Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says "It's only in my head."
She says "Sshhh...i know it's only in my head."
She said: Did you think that you were dreaming?
I said: No
Did you think that you were dreaming?
I said: No
Did you think that you were dreaming?
I said: Sometimes I don’t know
But a girl on the car out in the parking lot
And she says: " C’mon, c’mon, just take a shot?
She says: Can’t you see me?
Can’t you see me?
Can’t you see my walls are tumbling down?
Can’t you see my walls crumbling down?
Can’t you see my suns stopped spinning around?
Can’t you see that sky turn black and brown?
Can’t you see that moon go flashing round?
Can’t you see me?
Can’t you see me?
Can’t you see me?
No.
There’s a girl on the car in the parking lot
Says : Why did you take a shot?
Cańt you see me walls are crumbling?
And she looks up at the building
She says: I’m thinking of jumping?
She says,: I’m sick and tired of life?
Well everybody’s sick and tired of something!
Round here, she’s always on my mind.
Round here, hey man, we got lots of time.
Round here we’re never sent to bed early,
and nobody makes us wait.
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late.
I can’t see nothing`.
Nothing`.
round here.
will you catch me if I`m fallin`?
Catch me if I’m fallin`?
Will you catch me `cause I’m fallin` down on you?
I said: "I’m under the gun."
round here.
"Man, I said "I’m under the gun."
round here.
I can’t see nothing, nothing.
Roooound here.
любым путем, Паники просто офигенно исполняют эту песни, до муражек восхитительно!
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Среда, 14 Февраля 2007 г. 21:47 (ссылка)
