land bridge

temo que um destes dias o mediterrâneo, qual mar de arafura, poder-se-á cruzar a pé.

(a adenda)

Ills ont changé ma chanson

Look what they've done to my song

Look what they've done to my brain 

Maybe, but just maybe, it will be allright.

desalmada

ontem fizeram-me notar que não sendo baptizada não poderia vender a alma ao diabo. nem mesmo estando à meia-noite num cruzamento.

28.3% dos eleitores têm muito poder

a estupidez humana é mesmo inabalável.

"terrible life choices" e sem música

D. R. de dia rasca. Ou de Damien Rice.

What I want from you is empty your head
But they say be true, don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree.
What I want from us is learn to let go
But we fade the forests, fracture the tide
We go blind when we needed to see
And it leans on me, like a rootless...
So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all you didn't do
I said bleed it, bleed it, bleed it
There's nothing in you
And do you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so much
That you can't let me out, let me out, let me out
Of hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
What I want from this
Is to learn to let go
No, not of you
Of all that is old
Killers re-invent and believe
And it leans on me, like a rootless...
So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all you didn't do
I said bleed it, bleed it, bleed it
Thre's nothin' in you
And did you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so much
That you can't let me out, let me out, let me out...
It's hell when you're around...
So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said bleed it, bleed it, bleed it
There's nothin' in you
And do you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so much
That you can't let me out, let me out, let me out...
Hell when you're around...
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out...
LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XVJs8PWso3Y