i hope tonight you will touch my hair, play a sad old song and draw ghosts in my back.
Friday, February 23, 2007
i got so old just wondering how.
Lembra-te de repetir baixinho "caring is creepy", antes da guerra que se tornou para ti adormecer. enquanto tentas convencer-te que não foi nada, não dói nada e nunca vai doer mais que tudo no mundo. [porque os ollhos secos já não te deixam ver o sangue na parede. tu gritaste vida mas o eco devolveu-te dor. sabes há quanto tempo o vento não te beija os cabelos? ainda te lembras do sabor do vinho e da poesia? do calor do riso no inverno?]
na próxima não te esqueças de tirar o eyeliner.
(e de te manteres de pé.)
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
Friday, February 02, 2007
when there's nothing left to burn you've got to set yourself on fire.
quando já não há nada que nos aqueça as mãos. nem o coração.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all i find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night (up all night)
When i'm lying awake at night.
quando já não há nada que nos aqueça as mãos. nem o coração.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all i find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night (up all night)
When i'm lying awake at night.
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