Inner dialog II

Não esqueço.

Depois vêm cansaços e o corpo fraqueja
olha-se para dentro e já pouco sobeja
pede-se o descanso por curto que seja
apagam-se dúvidas num mar de cerveja
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

Every Day is like Sunday.

Inner dialog

"- It hurts.

- Good. That's the least you should go through. You've hurt others so much more. This is nothing. Nada. Zero. Niente. Nicles. Nothing will ever compare, so bend, kneel, scratch, suffer, but for once stay put, say nothing, bite your tongue, hang your insanity. You went away, you chose to be blind, accept the links are cut.  

Silence is your suffering. Not knowing your burden. Misery your destiny. May something bright and worthy be built from the ashes you chose to become. Remain invisible, not even a shadow, so the ones you've hurt may shine. It's time for you to ruckle rather than uselessly linger."


“Ubuntu: How can one of us be happy if all the other ones aren’t?”

I wish

I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
On a sailor's suit and cap



No more touch. No more feel. No more see. No more link. No more.


No more.


Just wish you could know how i will never forget you. But have to let you go.


No more "I wish".

Goodbye II

Turn the ugly light off god
Wanna feel the night
Everyday it shines down on me
Don't you think that i see
Don't you think that i see what it's all about
Hard to look the other way
While the world passes me by
And everyone is trying to bum me out

It's a pretty big world god
And i am awful small
Everyday they rain down on me
Flower in a hailstorm
Flower in a hailstorm
I'm living for the drought
I could throw it back at them
But then i play their game
Everyone is trying to bum me out

When i came into this world they slapped me
And everyday since then i'm slapped again
Tomorrow's king: an unsightly coward
You see, i know i'm gonna win

Turn the ugly light off god
Don't wanna see my face
Everyday it will betray me
Don't you think that i know
Don't you think that i know
What they're talking about
If they step on me tonight
They're gonna pay someday
Everyone is trying to bum me out

Assim se passou a ausência

Esperar ou vir esperar querer ou vir querer-te
vou perdendo a noção desta subtileza.
Aqui chegado até eu venho ver se me apareço
e o fato com que virei preocupa-me, pois chove miudinho

Muita vez vim esperar-te e não houve chegada
De outras, esperei-me eu e não apareci
embora bem procurado entre os mais que passavam.
Se algum de nós vier hoje é já bastante
como comboio e como subtileza
Que dê o nome e espere. Talvez apareça

Burnin' in my veins

Like a madman laughing at the rain

Les grands jets d'eau sveltes parmi les marbres.

um incessante murmurar de um ribeiro feito de lágrimas. pudera fossem de felicidade. submeter-me ao silêncio é quase tão doloroso como sentir a ausência.

Which way did we come in?

I’ve lost my sense of direction.

Darkside from A. on Vimeo.

Kindness did not save the world.

I can't do what ten people tell me to do

So I guess I'll remain the same.

Anseio

“Au déboulé garçon pointe ton numéro
Pour gagner ainsi le salaire
D’un morne jour utilitaire
Métro, boulot, bistro, mégots, dodo, zéro”

Forever

Some dreams test us,
some stories connect us,
some moments change us,
some choices stay with us... Forever