Ash Wednesday
de T. S. Eliot
The same hair color, the same tattoos
You've got unlimited resources or nothing to lose
You make a choice and you were always afraid of dying
And I know I've been distant and I've filled you with doubt
But I've been heartbroken and I figured out
We all make a choice and I've never been afraid of dying
But it's fine because I'm already hardly alive
And keep on holding on, hostile or withdrawn
It's our will, our way, live through it everyday
And I don't really care to stop it because we've
Brought it all on ourselves for so long
And it helps us to remain valiant
Harboring affection, you pull me in too deep
Just for female attention or some form of relief
And we'll just come back, we're always ashamed of trying
It's all so familiar, all of this pent-up regret
Behind last night's mascara and 10 dollar bets
That you knew you'd lose, but you've never been ashamed of trying
But it's fine because I'm already hardly alive
And keep on holding on, hostile or withdrawn
It's our will, our way, live through it everyday
And I don't really care to stop it because we've
Brought it all on ourselves for so long
And it helps us to remain valiant
It's our will, our way, live through it everyday
And I don't really care to stop it because we've
Brought it all on ourselves for so long
And it helps us to remain valiant
The same apprehension, the same subtlety
It's been 3 years and you still tread on me
It's not a choice, it's a struggle to stay conscious
Some romantic metaphor, it's an uncanny sign
Baby, I'll be your muse if you'll always be mine
We spell it out in incoherent love songs
But it's fine because I'm already hardly alive
And keep on holding on, hostile or withdrawn
It's our will, our way, live through it everyday
And I don't really care to stop it because we've
Brought it all on ourselves for so long
And it helps us to remain valiant
It's our will, our way, live through it everyday
And I don't really care to stop it because we've
Brought it all on ourselves for so long
And it helps us to remain valiant
It's our will, our way, live through it everyday
And I don't really care to stop it because we've
Brought it all on ourselves for so long
And it helps us to remain valiant
It's our will, our way, live through it everyday
And I don't really care to stop it because we've
Brought it all on ourselves for so long
And it helps us to remain valiant
Más canciones de T. S. Eliot
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The Dry Salvages
Four Quartets
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The Love of J. Alfred Prufrock
T.S. Eliot Reads T.S. Eliot
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O Light Invisible, from The Rock
T.S. Eliot Reading Poems and Choruses - The 1955 London Caedmon Readings
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Landscapes, Rannoch by Glencoe
T.S. Eliot, Louis Untermeyer & Wallace Stevens Read Their Poems
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Portrait of a Lady
T.S. Eliot Reads T.S. Eliot
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The Ad-Dressing of Cats
Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
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Landscapes, East Coker
T.S. Eliot, Louis Untermeyer & Wallace Stevens Read Their Poems
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Macavity: The Mystery Cat
T.S.Eliot Reads Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
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Bustopher Jones: The Cat About Town
T.S.Eliot Reads Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
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Gus: The Theatre Cat
T.S.Eliot Reads Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
T.S. Eliot Reading Poems and Choruses - The 1955 London Caedmon Readings
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Burnt Norton
Four Quartets
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The Fire Sermon and Death By Water
The Waste Land - Read By T.S. Eliot
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The Waste Land
The Waste Land (And other T.S.Eliot Works)
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Preludes
T.S. Eliot Reading Poems and Choruses - The 1955 London Caedmon Readings
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Little Gidding
Four Quartets
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Mr. Eliot's Sunday Morning Service
T.S. Eliot Reading Poems and Choruses - The 1955 London Caedmon Readings
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Family Reunion - Act II, A Chorus
T.S. Eliot Reading Poems and Choruses - The 1955 London Caedmon Readings
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The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock
The Waste Land (And other T.S.Eliot Works)
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The Hollow Men
The Waste Land (And other T.S.Eliot Works)