Someone's Listening

I remember my mother's
Sister's husband's brother
Working in the goldmine full-time
Filling in for sunshine
Filing into tight lines
Of ordinary beehives
The door screams I hate you
Hate you hanging around my blue jeans
Why is there no breeze
No currency of leaves
No current through the water wire
No feelings I can see
I trust no emotion
I believe in locomotion
But I've turned to rust as we've discussed
Though I must have let you down
too many times
In the dirt and the dust.

"You Are My Face"
 Escrita por Jeff Tweedy y Nels Cline
De la banda norteamericana de folk-rock Wilco
Para el disco Sky Blue Sky (2007)

* ¡Feliz 6to aniversario, blog!