Separate Lives

Este inceputul „conversatiei” din piesele bune (ale lui si ale altora) care rezoneaza mereu cu mine. Dar Phil Collins infuzeaza atat de multa durere comprimata si chin in cele cateva fraze de inceput, iar apoi emotia pur si simplu trece la tine si o simti cum iti scutura sufletul din balamale. ASTA e o piesa care nu e doar cantata, ci traita.

It’s the beginning of the „conversation” of the good songs (his and others) that always resonates in me. Phil Collins infuses so much compressed hurt and anguish into the first few thoughtful phrases, and then the emotion just burst through you and you just feel it shaking your soul off it’s hinges. THIS is a song that’s not just „sung” but lived.

Phil Collins – Separate Lives

You called me from the room in your hotel
All full of romance for someone that you met
And telling me how sorry you were, leaving so soon
And that you miss me sometimes when you’re alone in your room
Do I feel lonely too?

You have no right to ask me how I feel
You have no right to speak to me so kind
I can’t go on just holding on to time
Now that we’re living separate lives

Well I held on to let you go
And if you lost your love for me, well you never let it show
There was no way to compromise
So now we’re living
Separate lives

Ooh, it’s so typical, love leads to isolation
So you build that wall (build that wall)
Yes, you build that wall (build that wall)
And you make it stronger

Well you have no right to ask me how I feel
You have no right to speak to me so kind
Some day I might (I might) find myself looking in your eyes
But for now, we’ll go on living separate lives
Yes for now, we’ll go on living separate lives
Separate lives