Van Der Graaf Generator - My Room (Waiting For Wonderland)

Elton John - Can you feel the love tonight Live (Rare Video)

Time is on our side

Dead Can Dance Enigma Of The Absolute Lyrics Saloman hung down her head Laid bare her heart for the world to see She craved for intimacy Through the darkened doors Her aspect veiled with indecision Gazed out to sea She craved lucidity Cast adrift from past relationships in her life Hoisted up the ideal This was her saving grace Sea's of rage That once assailed her concern for the truth Had past her by And left her high and dry In her saviors arms In her saviors arms In her saviors arms Across the sea lies the fountain of renewal Where you will see The whole cause of your loneliness Can be measured in dreams That transcend all these lies And I wish and I pray That there may come a day for a saviors arms For a saviors arms For a saviors arms For a saviors arms

Sorry...

I'm free now to direct a movie Sing a song or write a book about yours truly How I'm so interesting I'm so great I'm really just a fuck-up And It's such a waste to burn down these wall around me Flexing like a heartbeat we don't like to speak Don't talk to me for about a week I'm sorry it just hurts to explain There's something going on that makes my guts ache I got guilt I got fear I got regret I'm just a panic stricken waste I'm such a jerk I was honest I swear the last thing I want to do Honest I swear the last thing I want to do Is ever cause you pain Oh I'm free now Free to look out the window Free to live my story Free to sing along Oh (x4) I'm free now to direct a movie Sing a song or write a book about yours truly How I'm so interesting I'm so great but I'm really just a fuck-up It's such a waste to burn down these wall around me Flexing like a heartbeat we don't like to speak Don't talk to me for about a week I'm sorry it just hurts to explain There's something going on that makes my guts ache inside I got guilt I got fear I got regret I'm just a panic stricken waste I'm such a jerk I was honest I swear the last thing I want to do Honest I swear the last thing I want to do Is ever cause you pain Oh (x2) (Oh yeah baby!!!)

Manau - La Tribu De Dana

The Doors Hello, I Love You

Do not despise the snake for whom to know it might become (again) a dragon...

ESCRITA FORÇADA

Como comecei a fazer propaganda a este espaço no Facebook e a última vez que aqui escrevi foi no dia dos meus anos (obrigado pelas prendas, milhões de fãs!, aqui vão umas linhaças tiradas a ferros. Para não variar, one sitting, homenagem a Poe, e dedicatória à minha irmãzinha Sony.

Habituou-se ao barulho zen dos aspersores de rega às tantas da manhã como pausa espiritual do zapping e comparecia na varanda ao ritual.



A lua alinhava aos quartos, vestida ou não de nuvens, e os quadros nocturnos sucediam-se, roubando cada vez mais audiência à tv por cabo.

Um dia em que o álcool (single malt, hmmm) ajudou a quebrar a rotina, a dimensão paralela deixou-se ver e uma fada moderna dos jardins apareceu a tomar duche, vestida apenas de luar, em pleno relvado dos novos jardins.

Claro que já nada o admirava, após anos de jornalismo, e ficou ali, voyeur - isto, claro, enquanto a figura esbelta, secadas as asas, voltava iridescente aos seus domínios aéreos - pensando por que raio ainda gastava dinheiro com a alta definição...

LC