You can’t hold it to tight
These matters of security
You don’t have to be wound so tight
Smoking on the balcony
But it’s that sleaze in a park
You women you have no self-control,
The angels remark outside
You were known for insatiable means
I don’t know a thing
I’ve seen love, and I followed the speeding of starlight
I’ve seen love, and I followed the speeding of starswept night
Yeah pace is the trick
Interpol, Pace is the trick. Our Love to Admire, 2007
From Jordi Farrés
