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sexta-feira, outubro 29, 2004

Ha letras que nos tocam e fazem despertar do estado vegetativo em que vivemos....

SoulCatcher

Mirror, mirror on the wall
You've watched me grow since I was small
So what will I regret the most
The things I do or the things I don't?
The deeper you peer into my soul
You'll find that I already know

But I can't say it
Because I can barely face it
My life is halfway through
And I still haven't done
What I'm here to do

Even though the chances flowed
I sat and watched the hours fold
In upon themselves
To stop their hands revealing

What I can't say
What I can barely face
My life is halfway through
And I still haven't done
What I'm here to do
My mummy said
What you give is what you get
And the only thing worth having is...
Happiness

But trapped inside my bones
Fear, desire
And hope are on fire
And will expand like smoke

And fall down like rain
Again
Again
Again
...
words by Matt Johnson

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anónimo said...

Return To Innocence

(...)
Don't be afraid to be weak
Don't be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart, my friend
That will be the return to yourself
(...)
if you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself, don't hide
Just believe in destiny.
Don't care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don't give up, and use the chance
(...)
That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
(...)


z.

03 novembro, 2004 11:36  

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