My Oblivion

Há beleza que não podemos encontrar sozinhos, por não olhar na direcção certa. Há beleza que não se perde, porque sempre esteve presente. Há beleza que simplesmente esta, porque nunca se tinha embora. Há beleza que nunca espera pelo momento certo, porque so existe o agora. Há beleza que e o santuário de alguém, porque nos entende.


She's my oblivion - it's to her I run

Out on the balcony - she waits for me

Out on the boundary - she smiles



She's my oblivion

Which way to turn?

The edges of our love are in the stars

And on the balcony

She waits for me

Out on the boundary

She smiles



Make this alive

Good days are back

Open your eyes when it falls

Come back to the air



I can't tell you what you already know

I can't make you feel what you already feel

I can't show you what's in front of you

I can't heal those scars



She's my oblivion

And my skin burns

Her hands all over me

She whispers:

“The edges of our love are in the stars? (choir)



Good days are alive

Good days are back

Open your eyes when it falls

Come back to the air



So look down to the street below

Don't look up to the stars above

You look around

See what's in front of you

Don't look down, don't look down



Can you see the light?

It shines onto us tonight

Can you see the light?

It's all around you


Tindersticks