Notes by Mark Burgess- The song went through two titles before it finally became Second Skin. It started it's life as Dreams In Celluloid and then became Films and had different lyrics, dealing with the immortality of cinema stars. It evolved after I read a book about the study of Near Death Experiences and subsequently dealt with another form of immortality altogether.
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One cold damp evening The world stood still I watched as I held my breath A silhouette I thought I knew Came through And someone spoke to me Whispered in my ear This fantasy's for you Fantasies are "in" this year My whole life passed before my eyes I thought What they say is true I shed my skin and my disguise And cold, numb and naked I emerged from my cocoon And a half remembered tune Played softly in my head Then he turned smiling And said I realise a miracle is due I dedicate this melody to you But is this the stuff dreams are made of? If this is the stuff dreams are made of No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air Everywhere It feels like I'm everywhere It's like you fail to make the connection You know how vital it is Or when something slips through your fingers You know how precious it is Well you reach the point where you know It's only your second skin Someone's banging on my door
- A Todas As Mães: "o Amor é A Força Mais Subtil Do Mundo", De Mahatma Gandhi
A todas as mães sociais, mães em instituições de protecção de menores, mães em famílias de acolhimento...criar laços, não esquecê-las....e adoptar mais. Vale a pena adoptar. Oh when it's summer and the skies are glass I just have to make...
- The Antlers - Two
Começo a encontrar e-bandas realmente muito interessantes. Este tema para mim é belíssimo e os Antler prometem, não acham? In the middle of the night I was sleeping sitting up, when a doctor came to tell me, "Enough is enough." He brought me out...
- Mind In A Box - Beyond The World
I can feel the waves, rolling on the shore. I can feel the sand, trickling down my back. I can feel the sun, burning my bright skin. I can feel the wind, blowing through my hair. I can feel the freedom of a new day. I can feel yesterday dripping away....
- The Chameleons - On The Beach
Notes by Mark Burgess- This song came very quickly to a guitar riff that Dave started playing one afternoon at rehearsal. It's actually a true story of what happened one night at Urquhart Castle, Loch Ness. It took me a very long time to come to...