Goodbye III

Hug me

Let me sing you a waltz

Worthless piece of lyrics. Myself a junk. No right to miss you, even if I do.

Memory Lane

träumte so gerne von den Freuden der Welt
Ich hatte manches Schöne mir vorgestellt
Und dann kam ein Tag und den vergesse ich nie
Viel schöner als meine Phantasie

Ooh, ooh, Küsse süßer als Wein

What do dreams tell us?

I know there is a hollow
I need to fill it with a draft
Of all the words that I won't say
And with a quiet whisper
I send a curse upon the day
That never used the sun to see
The light

To catch the silence where it sings

Think of me when you close your eyes
But don't look back when you break all ties

Inner dialog - void

Nullified.

"- Do you care?
- What does it matter if I do? I have created emptiness."

Up the memory lane

When I stare into space

I'm looking for you

And I can see you

At times

Nella nebbia costruisco la mia strada

Dá-se a volta ao medo, dá-se a volta ao mundo
Bebe-se o alento num copo sem fundo.

Inner dialog V

A world of evanescent impressions; a world without matter or spirit, neither objective nor subjective, a world without the ideal architecture of space; a world made of time, of the absolute uniform time of [Newton’s] Principia; a tireless labyrinth, a chaos, a dream.

Inner dialog IV

Jagged little pill

Like a rock cast in the sea

Oh, my man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me

It begins at the end of the road

Surviving if he can

Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
Chained to all the places that he never wished to stay
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
As he faced the sun he cast no shadow

As they took his soul they stole his pride

Inner dialog III

"- I should be there
- and still, you are not. So, you can never again make a difference. Get a grip."

There's a storm outside

And i am here sitting, being useless. Not knowing, not seeing, not being.

There's four new colors in the rainbow

An old man's taking Polaroids

But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain, endless rain

He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his

And I swear I can hear the sea

The filth and the fury.

My soul and my mind.

A desejar o que não tive

Agarrado ao que não tenho

I allowed myself to be crushed by ignorance

Silence

and a deeper silence

when the crickets

hesitate

I closed the door, drove back to the cavern

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is: Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.

I been worr'in' about you, baby

Gal, you're on my mind

I was sittin' down thinking of you

I just can't keep from crying

Blind

Though I battle blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love, it is a fate resigned
Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final furame
Love is a losing game

Nowhere to be seen

Just another day.

Todos os dias, amarguras, ilusões.

Troca a amargura pela alegria
E todos compram, regateiam
Amarguras, ilusões
Trapos e cacos e contradições

Emptiness

Now I'm ready to close my eyes
And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands

Sisyphus, the hubristic

Recomeça...
Se puderes
Sem angústia
E sem pressa.
E os passos que deres,
Nesse caminho duro
Do futuro
Dá-os em liberdade.
Enquanto não alcances
Não descanses.
De nenhum fruto queiras só metade.

E, nunca saciado,
Vai colhendo ilusões sucessivas no pomar.
Sempre a sonhar e vendo
O logro da aventura.
És Homem, não te esqueças!
Só é tua a loucura
Onde, com lucidez, te reconheças...