quinta-feira, março 15, 2007

...quando o antes deixa de ser o agora...
...e o agora apenas agora o é...
...que deste agora apenas o depois será...

quarta-feira, março 14, 2007

Oasis "Wonderwall"

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead you there were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me

terça-feira, março 13, 2007

nunca desisti, deixei de acreditar ou sentir...
cesso aqui a minha existência...
renasço amanhã...

segunda-feira, março 12, 2007

senta-te e escreve... descreve, confidencia, mente, esconde, omite,
divaga, revela, mostra, engana, surpreende, emociona-te...

escreve... deixa-te levar pelas palavras que não precisam de
reflexão, essas mesmas que agora te cruzam o pensamento... amizade.ódio.angústia.alegria.música.esperança.mar.saudade.cheiro.dor.
sorriso.lágrima.sol.abraço.felicidade.futuro.incerteza.ilha.beijo.amor.nada?

TUDO!
escreve... palavras sem nexo que apenas a ti fazem sentido...

palavras que prenderam momentos, acções, cheiros, sentimentos,
sensações...
palavras que te prendem e das quais não te queres soltar...

palavras que na sua simples singularidade, descrevem mais que mil
textos...
escreve... uma almágama de letras sem sentido... escreve...

escreve... porque haverá sempre alguém capaz de as ler...

sexta-feira, março 09, 2007

Imogen Heap "Hide & Seek"

Where are we? what the hell is going on?
The dust has only just began to fall
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling
Spin me around again and rub my eyes
This can't be happening
When busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy

Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines?
All those years they were here first

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasue moments hung before
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
Still alive

Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines? oh, you won't catch me around here
Blood and tears they were here first

Mm what you say
Oh that you only meant well, well of course you did
Mm what you say
Mm that it's all for the best, of course it is
Mm what you say
That it's just what we need, you decided this
Mm what you say
What did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling at your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
Speak no feeling no i don't believe you
You don't care a bit you don't care a bit

You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
Snow Patrol "Chocolate"

This could be the very minute
I'm aware I'm alive
All these places feel like home

With a name I'd never chosen
I can make my first steps
As a child of 25

This is the straw, final straw in the
Roof of my mouth as I lie to you
Just because I'm sorry doesn't mean
I didn't enjoy it at the time

You're the only thing that I love
It scares me more every day
On my knees I think clearer

Goodness knows I saw it coming
Or at least I'll claim I did
But in truth I'm lost for words

What have I done it's too late for that
What have I become truth is nothing yet
A simple mistake starts the hardest time
I promise I'll do anything you ask...this time

quinta-feira, março 08, 2007

what you feel only matters to you.
how you treat those you say you love...

that's what really matters!