Suspendet In Gaffa Testo

Testo Suspendet In Gaffa

Suspended in Gaffa

Kate Bush

Out in the garden

There's half of a heaven,

And we're only bluffing.
We're not ones for busting through walls,

But they've told us

Unless we can prove

That we're doing it,

We can't have it all.

(And, I want it all!)



He's gonna wangle

A way to get out of it.

She's an excuse
And a witness who'll talk when he's called.

But they've told us

Unless we can prove

That we're doing it,

We can't have it all.

(And, I want it all,

And I want it all!)

We can't have it all.

(And I want it all!)



"I caught a glimpse of a god, all shining and bright."



Suddenly my feet are feet of mud.

It all goes slo-mo.

I don't know why I'm crying.

Am I suspended in Gaffa?

Not until I'm ready for you,

Not until I'm ready for you,

Can I have it all.



I try to get nearer,

But as it gets clearer

There's something appears in the way,

That's a plank in me eye,

With a camel

Who's trying to get through it,

Am I doing it?

Can I have it all now?

(And I want it all!)



I pull out the plank and say

"Thank ye for yanking me back

To the fact that there's

Always something to distract."

But sometimes it's hard

To know if I'm doing it right.

Can I have it all now?

(And I want it all!)

Can I have it all now?

(And I want it all!)

Can I have it all?

(And I want it all!)

I can't have it all.



"We all have a dream...maybe."



Suddenly my feet are feet of mud.

It all goes slo-mo.

I don't know why I'm crying.

Am I suspended in Gaffa?

Not until I'm ready for you,

Not until I'm ready for you,

Can I have it all.



I won't open boxes

That I am told not to.

I'm not a Pandora.

I'm much more like

That girl in the mirror.

Between you and me

She don't stand a chance of getting anywhere at all.

(And I want it all!)

Not anywhere at all.

(And I want it all!)

No, not a thing.

(And I want it all!)

She can't have it all.



"Mother, where are the angels? I'm scared of the changes."



Suddenly my feet are feet of mud.

It all goes slo-mo.

I don't know why I'm crying.

Am I suspended in Gaffa?

Not until I'm ready for you,

Not until I'm ready for you,

Can I have it all now.