Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Under pressure HYMN

Como num filme




Conduz um carro a alta velocidade pela marginal,sente o vento quente na cara,ouve musica num volume considerável e  alternadamente,mentalmente  em repeat as pessoas a que está vinculada intimamente,uma a uma ...inspirando,expirando...uma a uma , musica a musica desaparecem.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

sing out!



obrigada.
Let's dance put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Let's dance to the song they're playin' on the radio

Let's sway while colour lights up your face
Let's sway sway through the crowd to an empty space

If you say run, I'll run with you
If you say hide, we'll hide
Because my love for you
Would break my heart in two
If you should fall
Into my arms
And tremble like a flower

Let's dance for fear your grace should fall
Let's dance for fear tonight is all

Let's sway you could look into my eyes
Let's sway under the moonlight, this serious moonlight

If you say run, I'll run with you
If you say hide, we'll hide
Because my love for you
Would break my heart in two
If you should fall
Into my arms
And tremble like a flower
OS FANTASMAS SÃO NOSSOS AMIGOS.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Homesick

I loose some sales and my boss won't be happy
But I can't stop listening to the sound
Of two soft voices mended in perfection
From the reels of this record that I found
Everyday there's a boy in the mirror
Asking me what are you doing here
Finding all my previous motives
Growing increasingly unclear

I've travelled far and I've burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
All the other options held before me
Will wither in the light of my plan
So I loose some sales and my boss won't be happy
But there's only one thing on my mind
Searching boxes underneath the counter
On a chance that on a tape I'd find
A song for
Someone who needs somewhere
To long for

Homesick
Cause I no longer know
What home is
k.o.C.

passenger seat

I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.

Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes and try
To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.

"Do they collide?"
I ask and you smile.
With my feet on the dash
The world doesn't matter.

When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride
When you need directions then I'll be the guide
For all time.
For all time.
death cab for cutie