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starman, versión de trabajo

Nunca había subido una versión en una fase tan temprana, esta es la primera. Está susurrada y llena de fallos, pero es una cosa que me he planteado hacer un montón de veces, así que ahí está. No comprendo del todo el motivo, pero quién sabe. Ahí está.

No estoy familiarizado ni con los acordes ni con la letra. Arranca mal, luego sigue algo mejor, encalla, se zafa, vuelve a encallar. Ver como me estampo contra ella es casi hasta divertido.

Hey now, now
Oh, oh, oh

Didn’t know what time it was, the lights were low
I leaned back on my radio
Some cat was layin down some rock ‘n’ roll
«Lotta soul,» he said
Then the loud sound did seem to fade
Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase
That weren’t no DJ, that was hazy cosmic jive

* There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’d like to come and meet us
But he thinks he’d blow our minds
There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’s told us not to blow it
‘Cause he knows it’s all worthwhile
He told me
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

I had to phone someone so I picked on you
Hey, that’s far out, so you heard him too
Switch on the TV, we may pick him up on channel two
Look out your window, I can see his light
If we can sparkle he may land tonight
Don’t tell your poppa or he’ll get us locked up in fright

*

take on me

We’re talking away
I don’t know what I’m to say
I’ll say it anyway
Today’s another day to find you
Shying away
I’ll be coming for your love, okay?

* Take on me (Take on me)
Take me on (Take on me)
I’ll be gone
In a day or two

So needless to say
I’m odds and ends but I’ll be
stumbling away
Slowly learning that life is okay
Say after me
It’s no better to be safe than sorry

*

Oh, things that you say
Is it a life or just to play
my worries away?
You’re all the things I’ve got to remember
You’re shying away
I’ll be coming for you anyway

*