Saturday, 3 June 2006

Cada dia me soam melhor

...«Ive done the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers»...


Schism, Tool

4 comments:

O Acordeonista said...

Este indivíduo parece sempre um profeta. As palavras dele são sempre as mais adequadas. Sempre certo. raisparta...

innocent bystander said...

nem mais. profeta.

esdruxulando said...

já agora:

You're the only one who can hold your head up high,
Shake your fists at the gates saying:
"I have come home now!
Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father.
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.
It's time now!
My time now!
Give me my, give me my wings!"

Give me my wings!

You are the light and way, that they will only read about.

Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance,
Burden of proof tossed upon the believers.
You were the witness, my eyes, my evidence,
Judith Marie, unconditional one.

da-se.

innocent bystander said...

epa, esse tipo tem de ter mais cuidado, pá, não pode esmagar assim as pessoas...:-)