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17.2.10

que eu não sei cantar eu já sabia. mas nem todos se importam com isso. tirando a yeda. claro ela se importa. me disse que eu cantando era algo parecido com "as trombetas do inferno". demais. nessa época eu queria ser afinada. hoje eu fico me perguntando o que afinal quero. hein?
passei o carnaval na praia. uma delicia! mas que vontade de voltar para casa. nossa.
todas as minhas consultas estão marcadas para março...
estou cansada. ontem para não pensar demais tomei um remédinho e dormi pesado. tive uns sonhos recorrentes. tudo nublado.
voltando... eu tentei colocar uma letra, assim de brincadeirinha em uma música aqui em casa agora há pouco e ficou muito escroto. que brutalidade.
estou pescando aqui. o tinidus voltou.

muita coisa voltou.

2.2.10

Não é a toa que chegamos sempre no mesmo ponto. tão pouco é por este motivo que as coisas nos levam aos mesmos lugares. cabe a nós mesmos romper com alguns ciclos.
cabe a mim, no meu caso.

sister dew 

Oh my sweet Sister Dew what have I done?
All my life I've only loved the one.
I was taught to be tolerant and plain
I was taught a million things I can't explain.
It must have been the hatred in her eyes
It must have been the power to her lies
Sister tell me there's a place where I can hide
Oh my sweet this is how it did unfold
no my body never felt so calm and cold.
All around us there were people in the park.
No my senses never felt so clear and stark.
And I swear that she saw it in my way
and I'm sure that she heard it in my voice
Sister tell me please I didn't have a choice.
I enjoyed to see her being idle
she never had no worries, nothing vital
from the day I met her to the final... afternoon.
There was something there I can't describe it
we were kicking ass we didn't fight it.
She never once suspected, that she had it... coming soon.
Oh my sweet Sister Dew what have I done?
all my life I've only loved the one.
I was raised with compassion and they said
I was loved for the loving that I spread
Now the only thing remaining is this chill.
and the only emptiness I need to fill
is understanding what it is that made me KILL.
Please forgive me if I keep on smiling
but every sad story has a funny side in
from that moment on I felt like crying... every day.
All around us there were people screaming
For half a second I thought I was dreaming
my baby looked at me her eyes were beaming,
I walked away.
Oh my sweet Sister Dew what have I done?
All my life I've never loved no one.
So it dawned on me this should be the place
now the only thing I crave is an embrace.
So let your tender wisdom be mine
and let me come to you like a child
I'd like to stick around here for a while.



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