"please can we go away,
get out of here,
somehow today.
for a place that i've heard on the radio never sleeps.
i'll get a job in a bar,
you could be a waitress and serve cheap cigars,
to fat mustachio men in suits,
you'll look cute.
fuck what they say,
fuck it if they talk,
it really dont matter.
we're going to new york."
islands in the stream ~ feist & the constantines
"slowly losing sight of the real thing."
one of the best cover songs i've heard in a very long time. the original was never a favorite of mine, reminds me too much of my childhood, and pieces of it that i'd sooner like to forget. but this version takes it apart and puts it back together, turning it into something new, and rather beautiful.
