E que tudo mais va pro inferno!

sábado, novembro 16, 2002

...:: i've seen so much, i'm going blind and braindead virtually ::...

Só estou escrevendo porque faz muito tempo que não posto nada. E vai continuar assim se o critério for um post de qualidade.
Só vou colocar duas músicas do primeiro cd da Natalie Imbruglia (eu, sinceramente, prefiro muito mais o segundo cd, mas essas duas são muito boas)...
e dizer, talvez...
Que eu quero que todos os livros fodam-se
Que eu quero que o sistema de ensino da UFC se foda
Que eu quero um chip na cabeça pra ouvir música 24h por dia
Que meu "irmão canino" está com doze filhotinhos lindões
Que eu quero logo trabalhar e ganhar dinheiro e independência (ao menos financeira)
Que meu destino é não ver Amelie Poulain
Que meu destino era ver Coffee and TV
Que fiquei feliz com minha primeira experiência jornalística na faculdade
Que estou apaixonado por Lifehouse, Finger Eleven e Incubus
Que amo cada vez mais os Del Paseos, os Dragões do Mar, os PIADAs e DNAs
Que estou feliz...
por saber que um sorriso leva a outro, que leva a outro, que leva a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro e a outro...
e, no final (que nunca é o fim), tudo se torna um céu azul cheio de sorrisos que brilham como uma estrela de fevereiro
=)

>>>MOMENTO NATALIE IMBRUGLIA<<<

:-- left of the middle --:

End of the third round
As I put the phone down
Chasing the same lines
Over the old ground
I'm pushing zero
Where is my hero
He's out there somewhere
Left of the middle

And your world falls down
And you're calling out
But it's something I can't say
Though it seems the only way
But its a game that I can't play
Not today

I got my ticket
And I got a straight road
But I'm passing the same signs
Over and over

And my world falls down
And you're calling out
But it's something I can't say
Though it seems the only way
But its a game that I can't play
Not today

And my world falls down
And you're calling out
But it's something I can't say
Though it seems the only way
But its a game that I can't play
Not today

I need to tell you
Trying to get it through
It's not always easy
Left of the Middle

:-- torn --:

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm and he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Or seem to care what your heart is for
I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine

I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller is right
I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now I don't care
I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch

I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right
I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

...:: i'll be there for you, these five words i swear to you ::...

Postado por Pedro Lucas em 02:19