LA NASCITA DI UN BRANO SOGGETTIVAMENTE PENETRANTE

Tratta dall'album Disintegration del 1989, Picture of you dei The Cure, rientra nella classifica stilata dalla rivista musicale Rolling Stones tra i brani più influenti e importanti della storia del rock.

Per ragioni radiofoniche il brano ha subito un taglio da 7:24 a 4:48, ma non ha perso la sua bellezza. Il brano è stato scritto dal leader del gruppo, Robert Smith, dopo un incendio divampato a casa sua. Nei giorni successivi, rientrato in casa per cercare di recuperare qualche oggetto, s'imbattè nel suo portafoglio dove ritrovò la foto della moglie, Mary Poole (sposata l'anno precedente). La foto divenne la copertina dell'album dal singolo omonimo e quell'evento ispirò Smith nella creazione del testo di Picture of you, brano struggente e nostalgico dell'amore.

I've been looking so long at these pictures of you

That I almost believe that they're real

I've been living so long with my pictures of you

That I almost believe that the pictures are

All I can feel
Remembering You standing quiet in the rain

As I ran to your heart to be near

And we kissed as the sky fell in Holding you close

How I always held close in your fear

Remembering You running soft through the night

You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow

And screamed at the make-believe

Screamed at the sky

And you finally found all your courage

To let it all go
Remembering

You fallen into my arms

Crying for the death of your heart

You were stone white

So delicate

Lost in the cold

You were always so lost in the dark

Remembering

You how you used to be

Slow drowned

You were angels

So much more than everything

Hold for the last time then slip away quietly

Open my eyes

But I never see anything
If only I'd thought of the right words

I could have held on to your heart

If only I'd thought of the right words

I wouldn't be breaking apart

All my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you

But I never hold on to your heart

Looking so long for the words to be true

But always just breaking apart

My pictures of you
There was nothing in the world

That I ever wanted more

Than to feel you deep in my heart

There was nothing in the world

That I ever wanted more

Than to never feel the breaking apart

All my pictures of you