Eternal Life

Il 29 maggio di dieci anni fa Jeff Buckley decideva, felice come una pasqua, di andarsi a fare un bagno nelle acque del Mississippi. Et lì, purtroppo, ci restava. Uno dei più grandi musicisti di sempre moriva così, a trent'anni, il 29 maggio 1997.

Non poterlo vedere dal vivo è, musicalmente, il più grosso rimpianto che ho.
Grace, il suo unico disco in studio, è un capolavoro assoluto.

Last Goodbye

this is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
but it's over
just hear this and then I'll go :
you gave me more to live for,
more than you'll ever know.

this is our last embrace,
must I dream and always see your face
why can't we overcome this wall
baby, maybe it is just because I didn't know you at all.

kiss me, please, kiss me
but kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation you know,
it makes me so angry 'cause I know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye.

did you say "no, this can't happen to me,"
and did you rush to the phone to call?
was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind saying,
"maybe... you didn't know him at all."

well, the bells out in the church tower chime
burning clues into this heart of mine
thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memory
of her sighs that, "it's over... it's over..."