Thursday, May 22, 2008
Letárgico
A minha cabeça dói muito. Como se a chuva que caiu durante todo o dia tivesse caído sobre ela a uma velocidade vertiginosa. Pouco ou nada sei sobre as pessoas que vivem lá fora, ou sobre os abismos que se perfilam diante dos meus olhos. A minha cabeça dói muito. Os meus olhos doem muito. A minha letargia torna-se, por vezes, numa forma de estar e confesso já não ter mão nela. Já não tenho mão em mim. Nem na minha incurável demência.
All the way down
You have broken me all the way down,
down upon my knees.
And you have broken me all the way down,
you'll be the last, you'll see.
Some fight you gave,
and I pushed you away
from me.
And in the morning when you turn in
I'll be far to sea.
And you have broken me all the way down.
You'll be the last, you'll see.
And what chance have we got
when you've missed every shot
for me?
And in the morning when you turn in
I'll be out of reach.
And in the darkness when you find this
I'll be far to sea.
And you have broken me all the way down.
You'll be the last, you'll see.
All The Way Down - Glen Hansard
Fantástica música.
down upon my knees.
And you have broken me all the way down,
you'll be the last, you'll see.
Some fight you gave,
and I pushed you away
from me.
And in the morning when you turn in
I'll be far to sea.
And you have broken me all the way down.
You'll be the last, you'll see.
And what chance have we got
when you've missed every shot
for me?
And in the morning when you turn in
I'll be out of reach.
And in the darkness when you find this
I'll be far to sea.
And you have broken me all the way down.
You'll be the last, you'll see.
All The Way Down - Glen Hansard
Fantástica música.
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