New York Minute

New York'u gelip de gorenlerin en cok sasirdiklari sey, muthis bir dinamizme ve hiza sahip olan sehrin, insanda roller coastera biniyor hissi vermesi. Metrosu, surekli korna calan taksileri, hizla yuruyen insanlari, Times Square'da saniye basina degisen ekranlari, konserleri, sovlari ise sanki bu dinamizme hizmet ediyor.

Eh biz de nasibimizi aliyoruz tabi ki bu kosturmadan. Sabah ise, aksam okula,haftasonlarinda arkadaslarla bulusmaya, kutuphaneye, sonra alisveristi, konserdi, odev hazirlamalardi derken bir bakiyorsunuz gunler su gibi geciyor. Bu sadece benim icin degil, okula gitmeyen arkadaslarim da ayni dertten muzdarip.

Burada metroya kostur, tren degistir derken, baslayan gune ayak uydurmak icin bir bakmissiniz, siz de o kosusturmanin parcasi olmussunuz. Bazen secici hafizamidir nedir, Turkiye'de iken sanki hayatimiz daha yavas akiyordu gibi geliyor, bizlere.

Neyse lafi fazla uzatmayalim ve bu hizi en guzel ifade eden, Don Henley'in sarkisina kulak verelim:

New York Minute

Harry got up
Dressed all in black
Went down to the station
And he never came back
They found his clothing
Scattered somewhere down the track
And he wont be down on wall street
In the morningHe had a home
The love of a girl
But men get lost sometimes
As years unfurl
One day he crossed some line
And he was too much in this world
But I guess it doesnt matter anymore
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
Things can get pretty strange
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
Lying here in the darkness
I hear the sirens wail
Somebody going to emergency
Somebodys going to jail
If you find somebody to love in this world
You better hang on tooth and nail
The wolf is always at the door
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
Things can get a little strange
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
And in these days
When darkness falls early
And people rush home
To the ones they love
You better take a fools advice
And take care of your own
One day theyre here;
Next day theyre gone
I pulled my coat around my shoulders
And took a walk down through the park
The leaves were falling around me
The groaning city in the gathering dark
On some solitary rock
A desperate lover left his mark,
Baby, Ive changed. please come back.
What the head makes cloudy
The heart makes very clear
The days were so much brighter
In the time when she was here
But I know theres somebody somewhere
Make these dark clouds disappear
Until that day, I have to believe
I believe,
I believe
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
You can get out of the rain
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute

Video : New York Minute by The Eagles