passagem

desenho by Frank Miller

Entre a fantasia
E a realidade
Invento cores
Entre a solidão
E a lágrima
Eu canto.

Se a verdade
Queima meus sonhos
E a dor
Arde insuportável
Eu choro
Até a noite acabar.

Depois eu
Lavo o rosto,
Tomo meu café
E saio de bicicleta
À procura de
novos caminhos

poesia de Flávia Menegaz (ela escreveu oq eu possivelmente escreveria!!)




NYC
Interpol

I had seven faces
thought i knew wich one to wear
i'm sick of spending these lonely nights
training myself not to care
the subway is a porno
pavements they are a mess
i know you've supported me for a long time
somehow i'm not impressed

but new york cares (got to be some more change in my life)
new york cares (got to be some more change in my life)
new york cares (got to be some more change in my life)
new york cares (got to be some more change in my life)

subway she is a porno
but the pavements they are a mess
i know you've supported me for a long time
somehow i'm not impress

it's up to me now, turn on the bright lights
it's up to me now, turn on the bright lights