Jeff, you should've come over

Jeff Buckley se ne andò portato via dal Mississippi senza una ragione quel maledetto 29 Maggio 1997, quando aveva compiuto da poco trent'anni.
Mancano pochi mesi all'uscita del film sulla sua vita, "Mistery white boy", e Reeve Carney lo impersonerà.  Ho cercato questo perfetto sconosciuto su google e devo dire che un po' gli somiglia;  sarà difficile però rendere in poche decine di minuti una vita così intensa e struggente,  come la sua voce, ma spero vivamente che ci riescano, o che lascino almeno una bella sensazione in chi vedrà la pellicola.
Ed intanto oggi m'intristisco un po' perché penso a quella vita spezzata, difficile, tormentata, poi ascolto una delle mie canzoni preferite di sempre, che è proprio sua, l'ha scritta e musicata lui a 27 anni, e allora è come se fosse ancora qua.
Grazie Jeff. Perché hai saputo dire tra le altre cose "All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter".

Lover, you should've come over

Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners 
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water 
And maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong 
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know 

Broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it 
Where are you tonight, child you know how much I need it 
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run 

Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun 
And much too blind to see the damage he's done 
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one 

So I'll wait for you... and I'll burn 
Will I ever see your sweet return 
Oh will I ever learn 

Oh lover, you should've come over 
'Cause it's not too late 
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Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in 
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him 
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that won't ever come 

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder 
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her 
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter 
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever 

Well maybe I'm just too young 
To keep good love from going wrong 

Oh... lover, you should've come over 
'Cause it's not too late 

Well I feel too young to hold on 
And I'm much too old to break free and run 
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage I've done 
Sweet lover, you should've come over 
Oh, love well I'm waiting for you 

Lover, you should've come over 
Cause it's not too late