Šis Doves albums – The Last Broadcast (2002) – man ir jau kādu gadu. Iespējams, pat ilgāk. Bet, lūk, tikai tagad to esmu sācis klausīties biežāk. Pirms tam tas bija tāds pats kā visi citi – kā nu šaflam patīk, tad tas arī izvēlas Doves. It kā jau tipisks britpop / rock, tomēr nedaudz pāri citiem, tas ir tiešām labs albums, un AllMusic.com tam dod četras zvaigznītes. Viena no manām pēdējā laika mīļākajām dziesmām jūsu ausīm.

Doves – Words (7.83M)
Inside is
A heart of summer soul
Don't let them
Take it away

Cause inside
Something solid gold
So don't let them
Throw it away

Words they meant nothing
So you can't hurt me
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't stop me

I said your eyes, they say nothing
So you can't hurt me
On summer days like these
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't hurt me

Follow
Your own path from here
So don't listen
To what they say

Cause inside
You have a heart of gold
So don't let them
Take this away

Words they meant nothing
So you can't hurt me
On summer days like these
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't stop me

I said your eyes, they say nothing
So you can't fault me
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't hurt me

Inside
A heart of pure soul
A sun rising
And falling away, like your soul

Cause here comes
Something wonderful
So don't let them
Throw it away

Words they meant nothing
So you can't hurt me
On summer days like these
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't stop me
On summer days like these

I said your eyes, they say nothing
So you can't stop me
On summer days like these
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't hurt me