Reciclagem musical XXIX

Para esta 29ª reciclagem musical escolhi mais uma canção dos norte-americanos The National do seu álbum de 2005, Alligator. Esta reciclagem musical só foi possivel graças à colaboração do Pedro (http://pedromartinspt.com/blog/) que me deu a conhecer esta canção e a quem dedico este post.

“Looking for astronauts”

We're out looking for astronauts, looking for astronauts
We're out looking for astronauts, looking for astronauts
It's a little too late, too late, too late for this
Isn't it a little too late for this
Little too late, too late for this
Isn't it a little too late for this

You know you have a permanent piece
Of my medium-sized American heart

We're out looking for astronauts, looking for astronauts
We're out looking for astronauts, looking for astronauts
Are we gone
Come on yeah, we know we're gone
Bye bye bye
Bye bye bye we know we're gone

Take all your reasons and take them away
To the middle of nowhere, and on your way home
Throw from your window your record collection
They all run together and never make sense
But that's how we like it, and that's all we want
Something to cry for, and something to hunt

Are we gone
Come on yeah, we know we're gone
Bye bye bye
Bye bye bye we know we're gone

We're out looking for astronauts, looking for astronauts
We're out looking for astronauts, looking for astronauts
It's a little too late, too late, too late for this
Isn't it a little too late for this
Little too late, too late for this
Isn't it a little too late for this

You know you have a permanent piece
Of my medium-sized American heart
So don't wear the watch
When you're out with the cunts
You can break what you have, but the rest of it's mine

Take all your reasons and take them away
To the middle of nowhere, and on your way home
Throw from your window your record collection
They all run together and never make sense
But that's how we like it, and that's all we want
Something to cry for, and something to hunt

Esta canção fala do modo como algumas pessoas passavam a vida a sonhar com o inatingível. E esses sonhos impossíveis ocupam tanto do seu coração que se tornam na essência das suas vidas, no motivo das suas alegrias e tristezas ao mesmo que se tornam o fio condutor das mesmas ao fornecem o objectivo de vida que tanta falta lhes faz. Mas tudo isso tem o seu reverso: a realidade não é feita de sonho e quem vive a num mundo que não o real corre o risco de ver a vida passar-lhe ao lado e não aproveitar o que esta pudesse ter para lhe oferecer até um dia ser tarde demais.