Truth and bone

Heather Nova, Truth and bone

sometimes i can feel you breathing into me
and these hands i can feel them tugging at my sleeve
i move through the day in the rhythm that i've known
i've got this crazy dream of stripping down to truth and bone

all of it, all of it, all of it stripped down
all of it, all of it, all of it, to truth and bone

my mouth is full of secrets i'm too afraid to tell
my body's full of longing for you to know me well
i move through the day in the rhythms that i've known
i've got this crazy dream of stripping down to truth and bone
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Constato, mais uma vez, o poder da música e o significado palpável de ter uma vida com banda sonora desde muito cedo.
Passo a explicar: já não me lembrava da Heather Nova e ontem (já não sei o que procurava no youtube) de repente vejo um vídeo com o nome dela e, enquanto o (re)via, dei por mim a cantar esta música como se a tivesse ouvido diariamente durante os últimos anos.
Não sei se a nostalgia a acompanhar se deve a uma qualquer crise precoce de meia idade, mas estou desde ontem quietinha no sítio para onde esta música me transportou e, é claro, já fui ali ao caixote onde estavam os discos e já descobri mais umas preciosidades.
Quem se lembra dela também?

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I note, once again, the power of music and the real meaning of having a life with a soundtrack from a true early age.
Let me explain: i didn't really remember Heather Nova until yesterday (i don't know what i was looking for on youtube) i suddenly saw a video with her ​​name and as i (re)viewed it, i found myself singing this song as if i had listened to it daily for the past years.
I don't know whether the nostalgia is due to some early midlife crisis, but i've been really quiet since then, enjoying the place where this music transported me to and, of course, i've already went to the box where her albums were and discovered a few more gems.
Does any of you also remember her?