quinta-feira, março 12, 2009

I am always the one who calls

Satellites mediate for us the day's events
Through fiber optics
I hope we can change the saying
I wouldn't mind, but you are my only hope
I wouldn't mind, but you are my only hope

Clear as a bell are the short breaths
That you take when you're distracted
Same as the way that you roll your eyes
When I ask too many stupid questions

My faith in zeros and ones to host our romance
Rests on hope you gave that
I've some claim to your heart
I wouldn't mind, but you are my only hope
I wouldn't mind, but you are my only hope

Clear as a bell are the short breaths
That you take when you're distracted
Same as the way that you roll your eyes
When I ask too many stupid questions

I will call you in three weeks
Maybe then you'll have some more to say

Eu sou uma música de Pedro the lion.

segunda-feira, março 09, 2009

Ser só, tão apenas ser

Não é terrível o ser humano ter que perceber inúmeras e repetidas vezes que apesar de tanta gente, ele é só?
E triste não é se perceber só quando se está sozinho. Triste é ser só estando acompanhado. E perceber isso inúmeras vezes...

Freaks II

Também detesto gente fingida.