Tired eyes - Neil Young

No, hoy no estoy denso y cansado, estoy tranquilo y en recuperación física, sin ganas de exagerar, sin voluntad de complicarme.
Solo me gustó la canción, eso es todo, y en realidad estoy disfrutando mucho de descubrir a un rockero básico, natural y tan simple que me asombra, me da vuelta y me pone un poco meláncolico con mucha facilidad.
Puro rock de guitarras para unos días calurosos y agitados, en que siento confianza, no la estúpida borrachera de exageración de confianza y autoindulgencia que suele venir de vez en cuando.
Será que funciona mejor portarse bien... quien diría que así debe de ser. Que realmente la felicidad es un lugar tranquilo al que un día quiero ir. En el que a veces uno está, pero se da cuenta va de salida.

Well he shot four men in a cocaine deal
And he left them lyin' in an open field
Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors.
He tried to do his best but he could not.

Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.

Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way.
But they burned his brother, you know,
And they left him lying in the driveway.
They let him down with nothin'.
He tried to do his best but he could not.

Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.

Well tell me more, tell me more, tell me more
I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser?
He was a friend of yours.
What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors?
He tried to do his best but he could not.

Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.