14 de Octubre 2007
Red hands
Even if you'd never strayed from me,
I'd question your fidelity.
There'd always be a shroud of suspicion
and my heart's a liability.
With your hands maroon, so freshly red,
you'd wrap your lips around my neck.
Try and force to love the thought of me.
Simple motions make me ill.
Was it bitter when you tossed and turned
on an undercover mattress?
Did it feel so good? Hope it felt so good.
Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me.
He's so much better.
They're all much better.
Take off your sweater, your shoes, and your shirt, and get to work.
Maybe this is just a work of art.
Scripted players in a play of lust.
Hope the end is well worth waiting for...
Everything you wished there'd be.
Was it bitter when you tossed and turned
on an undercover mattress?
Did it feel so good? Hope it felt so good.
Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me.
He's so much better.
They're all much better.
Take off your sweater, your shoes, and your shirt, and get to work.
Oh my god, what have I done?
Now my darling, put your clothes back on.
Oh my god, what have I done?
Now my darling, put your clothes back on.
Cause you can't be caught red-handed if you're not red-handed.
My darling, I would never say those words to you.
I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve
on display for you to see, I'm on display.
Because you can't be caught red-handed if you're not red-handed.
My darling, I would never say those words to you.
I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve
on display for you to see, I'm on display.
Oh my god, what have I done?
Now my darling, put your clothes back on.
Oh my god, what have I done?
Now my darling, put your clothes back on.
Now my darling, put your clothes back on.
(Because you can't be caught red-handed)
Oh my god, what have I done?
(If you're not red-handed)
Now my darling, put your clothes back on
(I would never say those words to you)
Oh my god, what have I done?
(I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve)
Now my darling put your clothes back on.
(On display for you to see, I'm on display)
Oh my god, what have I done?
Now my darling put your clothes back on.
Hace un tiempo empecé un videoclip de animación con esta gran canción de The Dear Hunter a modo de capítulo final de este acto. En él aparecía una vez más la diosa lunar Selene vagando por los cielos y, cómo no, también hacía aparición el asombroso Moñas-Man arrastrando sus penas por las aceras de la ciudad a modo de musical, donde hasta las nubes y las estrellas le acompañaban cantando.
Avancé mucho, pero mientras trabajaba, el disco duro del ordenador murió, y con él mis ganas de rehacerlo todo. Nunca lo acabé y probablemente nunca lo haga, pero en mi cabeza molaba un montón.
Mi intención era subirlo a Youtube para ponerlo en este post, pero en fin... No va a poder ser.
En compensación dejo mi reel recién salido del horno.
): por lo que veo hubiera sido genial...
Escrito por Coy a las 26 de Septiembre 2010 a las 04:58 AMHubiese sido muy grato ver el video, si con la secuencia de imagenes me quede encantado por decirlo asi, lastima que nos quedaremos con las ganas de ver el video u.u
Escrito por Melkaia a las 4 de Octubre 2010 a las 03:24 AMnoooo! bueno, ya habia visto esta entrada hace tiempo, pero ahora me gusta the dear hunter asi que... nooooo, :( realmente me he quedado con las ganas.
Escrito por Claire a las 30 de Octubre 2014 a las 06:38 PM