| QUEM SABE
Pode ate parecer um post triste, mas na verdade nao eh.... Hoje sonhei com meus primos e tios de Fortaleza, e acho que o motivo eh pq cheguei as 3 da manha e antes de dormir fiquei olhando a casa que eles pintaram igual a barrinha... Lembrando de como a casa eh linda, e que os gatos sempre ficam em volta. E me lembrei da saudade que eu sinto de todos, em especial da minha filhota. Entao eh assim... como uma estranha no paraiso "I don't know why but I do/ Dream of you./ Losing you". Que no fundo nunca nos esqueceremos. Nunca deixaremos de lembrar de sonhar, mas isso eh o pouco do que sobrou, e eh o que temos. Nao me importa se tens novas amizades, nao me importa quase nada mais... so me importa o que sinto. e isso eh suficiente pra me faze sorrir. |     | Driftwood (TRAVIS)
Everything is open Nothing is set in stone Rivers turn to oceans Oceans tide you home Home is where the heart is But your heart had to roam Drifting over bridges Never to return Watching bridges burn You're driftwood floating underwater Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces Just driftwood, hollow and of no use Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you Nobody is an island Everyone had to go Pillars turn to butter Butterflying low Low is where your heart is But your heart has to grow Drifting under bridges Never with the flow And you really didn't think it would happen But it really is the end of the line So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood But you've been drifting for a long, long time Everywhere there's trouble Nowhere's safe to go Pushes turn to shovels Shovelling the snow Frozen you have chosen The path you wish to go Drifting now forever And forever more Until you reach your shore You're driftwood floating underwater Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces Just driftwood, hollow and of no use Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you And you really didn't think it would happen But it really is the end of the line So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood But you've been drifting for a long, long time You've been drifting, for a long, long Drifting for a long, long time |
sábado, março 20, 2004
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