Como esta história dos blogs está na moda, resolvi tentar fazer o meu próprio blog. O único problema era o tema... de que raio é que eu havia de falar no blog? Pensei, e pensei, e pensei... e depois de tanto pensar, a única ideia que surgiu foi... nada...
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terça-feira, dezembro 31, 2013
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quinta-feira, novembro 21, 2013
sábado, outubro 19, 2013
sexta-feira, outubro 11, 2013
sábado, outubro 05, 2013
Another Love
I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care
But it's so cold and I don't know where
I brought you daffodils in a pretty string
But they won't flower like they did last spring
And I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright
I'm just so tired to share my nights
I wanna cry and I wanna love
But all my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight
But my hands been broken, one too many times
So I'll use my voice, I'll be so f*cking rude
Words they always win, but I know I'll lose
And I'd sing a song, that'd be just ours
But I sang 'em all to another heart
And I wanna cry I wanna learn to love
But all my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
I wanna sing a song, that'd be just ours
But I sang 'em all to another heart
And I wanna cry, I wanna fall in love
But all my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
sexta-feira, outubro 04, 2013
segunda-feira, setembro 09, 2013
domingo, setembro 08, 2013
Patient Love
Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
I'm not gonna roll it, no, I'm not gonna smoke it
Till we're staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinkling in the silvery night
Two sips of whiskey in the flask
But I'm not gonna drink 'em
I swear I'll make it last
Till we're drinking out of the same glass again
And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you
Got a Polaroid picture in my wallet
I'm not gonna tear it, no, I'm not gonna spoil it
It's an unspoken heartbreak
A heartbroken handshake
I take with me where I go
Three words on the tip of my tongue
Not to be spoke nor sung
Or whispered to anyone
Till I scream 'em at the top of my lungs again
And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you
Oh, whoa
And, oh, oh, oh
I'll wait for you
Oh, whoa
And, oh, oh, oh
And I'll wait for you
Oh, oh
Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
I'm not gonna roll it, no, I'm not gonna smoke it
Till we're staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinkling in the silvery night
sábado, setembro 07, 2013
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