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 mind walks here quarta-feira, janeiro 24, 2007Somewehere Only We KnowAlways thought it was ridiculous to feed a blog with lyrics but it's hard not to when you just find people understand what you're feeling better than yourself... "I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So why don't we go Somewhere only we know? Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So why don't we go Somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So why don't we go Somewhere only we know?" (Keane - from Hopes and Fears)
.: posted by Miss Mindwalk 10:26quarta-feira, janeiro 10, 2007PainGrasping something we knew all along by a punch in the stomach. "You're beautiful, that's for sure You'll never ever fade You're lovely but it's not for sure That I won't ever change Your faith in me brings me to tears Even after all these years And it pains me so much to tell That you don't know me that well And though my love is rare Though my love is true I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is" (from I'm Like a Bird - Nelly Furtado) *I'm heartbroken*
.: posted by Miss Mindwalk 17:21segunda-feira, janeiro 08, 2007yet another comeback...e quanto tempo faz que eu não penso nada. o cansaço é de dezembro, as chuvas são de janeiro e calor é do aquecimento global. não penso nada de novo, o que é próprio da geração perdida de 80, das crises eternas de todos os publicitários, dos 20-e-poucos que não sabem para onde vão nem mesmo se devem ir. ando pensando na dificuldade de se fincar uma bandeirinha, de se assimilar valores em uma correria que não reconhece nada disso. caramba, é um porre ser uma pessoa decente. ser aporrinhada pela consciência e ter que fazer a coisa certa. resistir a tantas oportunidades não muito católicas. a não passar na frente, a não misturar todo o lixo, a não cortar o trânsito pela contra-mão. "tanto faz, ser culpado ou ser capaz". é nova ainda a minha constituição, e inacabada, mas é sólida como os príncipios. porque na irritabilidade do atraso, na impaciência da sanidade mental eu tenho a raiva e o alívio de saber que eu não sou capaz. mas culpados, somos todos. .: posted by Miss Mindwalk 21:03 |
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