I Am
Vanilla Twilight
The stars lean down to kiss you,
And I lie awake I miss you,
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.
Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear,
Cause I wish you were here.
I'll watch the night turn light blue,
But it's not the same without you,
Because it takes two to whisper quietly,
The silence isn't so bad,
Till I look at my hands and feel sad,
Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fits perfectly.
I'll find repose in new ways,
Though I haven't slept in two days,
Cause cold nostalgia chills me 'till the bone.
But drenched in Vanilla twilight,
I'll sit on the front porch all night,
Waist deep in thought because when I think of you
I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.
As many times as I blink I'll think of you... tonight.
I'll think of you tonight.
When violet eyes get brighter,
And heavy wings grow lighter,
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.
And I'll forget the world that I knew,
But I swear I won't forget you,
Oh if my voice could reach back through the past,
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here.
Narcissus
Diálogo...
Verdade seja dita: eu buscava manter um dialogo e o via ser quebrado pelo desinteresse alheio. Isso over and over again. Tentei várias vezes até meu orgulho ser esmagado por entre desinteresses e ironias. Depois, quando tudo tá bagunçado e eu já to um caco, começa a busca pela outra parte por um contato. O que eu faço? Me fecho. Pq não consigo sentir real interesse em uma conversa séria, já que quando eu buscava para tal, não recebia o interesse necessário de volta. E assim vai sendo privado os diálogos de nossa vida. Digo nossa porque ainda a vejo assim: nossa.
When the spark has gone, and the candles are out
When the song is done and there's no more sound
Whispers turn to yellin and I'm thinkinHow did we get so mean?
How do we just move on?
How do you feel in the morning when it comes and everything's undone?
Is it cause we wanna be free? Well, that's not me
Normally I'm so strong
I just can't wake up on the floor like a thousand times before
Knowing that forever won't beAlways sentimental when I think of how it was
When love was sweet and new and we just couldn't get enough
Fingir-se de desentendido...
...é a melhor saída? Fingir que nada acontece, é o melhor que você consegue fazer?
Out From Under
All the things that never were
And maybe I can live without
When I'm out from under
I don't wanna feel the pain
What good would it do me now?
I'll get it all figured out
When I'm out from under
(From under, from under, from under)
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