de volta ao lugar onde tudo começou...
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Saturday, March 9, 2013
o bom e o mau
há cheiro bom, da terra molhada quando chove
e há tristeza que provocada por um dia de chuva
há a energia de uma sexta feira a noite
e a moleza de um domingo ao final de tarde
há o sorriso ao lembrar do passado
e a lágrima de que ele jamais será presente
há a alegria de te ver de novo
e a dor de te ver partir...
again...
e há tristeza que provocada por um dia de chuva
há a energia de uma sexta feira a noite
e a moleza de um domingo ao final de tarde
há o sorriso ao lembrar do passado
e a lágrima de que ele jamais será presente
há a alegria de te ver de novo
e a dor de te ver partir...
again...
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
Black holes and revelations...
Far away
The ship is taking me far away
Far away from the memories
Of the people who care if I live or die
(...)
Starlight
I will be chasing the starlight
Until the end of my life
I don't know if it's worth it anymore
Hold you in my arms
I just wanted to hold
You in my arms
(...)
But I'll never let you go
If you promised not to fade away
Never fade away
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations...
The ship is taking me far away
Far away from the memories
Of the people who care if I live or die
(...)
Starlight
I will be chasing the starlight
Until the end of my life
I don't know if it's worth it anymore
Hold you in my arms
I just wanted to hold
You in my arms
(...)
But I'll never let you go
If you promised not to fade away
Never fade away
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations...
Friday, March 1, 2013
One day baby, we'll be old
No more tears, my heart is dry, I don't laugh and I don't cry, I don't think about you all the time...But when I do...I wonder why...You have to go out of my door, and leave just like you did before...
Here I go again
the blame
the guilt
the pain
the hurt
the shame
The founding fathers of our plane...stuck in heavy clouds of rain.
One day baby, we'll be old...
...
And think of all the stories that we could have told...
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