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10.08.2008

Duas realidades

Sinto falta de uma disposição de outros tempos. Outras alturas da minha vida em que sabia exactamente aquilo que queria e precisava de ouvir. Merecia Ouvir! Hoje? Ainda não tenho a vontade para exigir tudo aquilo que sei que mereço. Apenas desfaço-me, nada mais.

PS: Drama queen, I know, but everybody loves drama!

My mast ain't so sturdy, my head is at half,
I'm searching the clouds for a storm.
My lady reveals herself of marked-down freedom,
Forever cashed out to no more.
She put the plan in the blame. Who is bearing the name
For each digress who's left you up to
Save the skins for a better and the rest for a better.
We can't open, no nothing. Can't open, no nothing.

Young liars
Thank you for taking my hands

Well, it's cold and it's quiet, and cobblestone cold in here
Fucking for fear of not wanting to fear again
Lonely is all we are
Lovely so far, but my heart's still a marble in an empty jelly jar
Someday suppose that my curious nervousness stills into prescience, clairvoyant consciousness
I will be calmer than cream,
Making maps out of your dreams
But will psychic ability kill the nativity or simply diminish the flinch?
Ooo Young liars,
Ooo Young liars,
Thank you for taking my hands

And burying them deep in the world's wet womb
Where no one can heed their commands
Where no one can heed their commands
Except you liars
Young liars

Voice strings on vocal before it on words to receive
Take my be just and all I will be is my disease

Tv on the radio - Young Liars



4 comments:

P.A. said...

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

Graven said...

Babe, that's exactly what I needed some comfort and solace.

P.A. said...

i will never let you go!

gaZpar said...

Mereces esta musiquita dos "Head like a kite": daydream vacation.
(álbum: there is loud laughter everywhere - 2008)

;-)