Cornerstone - Arctic Monkeys

I thought I saw you in The Battleship
but it was only a look a like
she was nothing but a vision trick
under the warning light

She was close, close enough to be your ghost
but my chances turned to toast
when I asked her if I could call her your name

I thought I saw you in The Rusty Hook
huddled up in wicker chair
I wandered over for a closer look
and kissed whoever was sitting there

She was close, and she held me very tightly
'til I asked awfully politely, please
can I call you her name
And I elongated my lift home
Yeah, I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seatbelt
and kept my shortcuts to myself

I thought I saw you in The Parrot's Beak
messing with the smoke alarm
it was too loud for me to hear her speak
and she had a broken arm

It was close, so close that the walls were weat
and she wrote it out in Letraset
"no you can't call me her name"
Tell me where's your hiding place
I'm worried I'll forget your face
and I've asked everyone
and I'm beginning to think I imagined you all along

I elongated my lift home
Yeah, I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seatbelt
and kept my shortcuts to myself

I saw your sister in The Cornerstone
on the phone to the middleman
When I saw that she was on her own
I thought she might understand
She was close, well you couldn't get much closer
She said: "I'm really not supposed to but yes,
you can call me anything you want"



Otra de mis canciones favoritas de toda la vida, y de las mejores bandas que existen actualmente. Arctic Monkeys, o más bien, Alex Turner, nos demuestra que con letras sin pretenciones, se puede demostrar cuanto uno puede estar enamorado. Esta canción me recuerda demasiado su presentación aquí en la capital, un momento que nunca podré olvidar, con todo lo que eso implica.