Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.
How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.
Storm,
In the morning light,
I feel,
No more can I say,
Frozen to myself.
I got nobody on my side,
And surely that ain't right,
Surely that ain't right.
sábado, 30 de janeiro de 2010
terça-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2010
Islands
I don't have to leave anymore What I have is right here Spend my nights and days before Searching the world for what's right here Underneath and unexplored Islands and cities I have looked Here I saw Something I couldn't over look I am yours now So now I don't ever have to leave I've been found out So now I'll never explore See what I've done That bridge is on fire Going back to where I've been I'm froze by desire No need to leave Where would I be IF this were to go under It's a risk I'd take I'm froze by desire As if a choice I'd make I am yours now So now I don't ever have to leave I've been found out So now I'll never explore
segunda-feira, 18 de janeiro de 2010
Morreste-me
"E pensei não poderiam os homens morrer como morrem os dias? assim, com pássaros a cantar sem sobressaltos e a claridade líquida vítrea em tudo e o fresco suave fresco, a brisa leve a tremer as folhas
pequenas das árvores, o mundo inerte ou a mover-se calmo e o silêncio a crescer natural natural, o silêncio esperado, finalmente justo, finalmente digno."
pequenas das árvores, o mundo inerte ou a mover-se calmo e o silêncio a crescer natural natural, o silêncio esperado, finalmente justo, finalmente digno."
sábado, 16 de janeiro de 2010
segunda-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2010
Change
I watched you change
Into a fly
I looked away
You were on fire
I watched a change in you
It's like you never had wings
Now you feel so alive
I've watched you change
I took you home
Set you on the glass
I pulled off your wings
Then I laughed
I look at the cross
Then I look away
Give you the gun
Blow me away
Into a fly
I looked away
You were on fire
I watched a change in you
It's like you never had wings
Now you feel so alive
I've watched you change
I took you home
Set you on the glass
I pulled off your wings
Then I laughed
I look at the cross
Then I look away
Give you the gun
Blow me away
quarta-feira, 6 de janeiro de 2010
"For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again."
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