domingo, 18 de julho de 2010

11. E não poderia faltar.

"I would like to leave this city, this old town don't smell too pretty
And I can feel the warning signs running around my mind...
And when I leave this island I'll book myself into a soul asylum
And I can feel the warning signs running around my mind...

So here I go still scratching around the same old hole, my body feels young but my mind is very old
So what do you say?
You can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway
You're half the world away
Half the world away
Half the world away
I've been lost I've been found but I don't feel down...
No I don't feel down..."








"Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath...


Teardrop on the fire, of a confession
Fearless on my breath..."

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