KEEP BREATHING - BY INGRID MICHAELSON

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Eu acho que não há o que fazer
A não ser respirar mesmo.
Respirar e esperar.
Às vezes o querer acreditar em algo maior não é suficiente.
Sem querer, um balde de água fria cai,
E você se lembra que tem que trocar de roupa.
Mas eu gostava tanto da roupa antiga... tanto.
O que eu fiz com ela?
Guardei... bem guardada.
Porque se esta nova não me deixar confortável,
Eu vou colocar a antiga de novo com uma felicidade tão grande!
E daí eu, mesmo com a roupa antiga,
Sei que consigo acreditar em algo maior de novo.
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Música:



Vídeo em Grey's Anatomy (trilha):






The storm is coming but I don't mind
People are dying, I close my blinds

All that I know is I'm breathing now

I want to change the world
Instead I sleep
I want to believe in more than you and me

But all that I know is I'm breathing
All I can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing now

All that I know is I'm breathing
All I can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing now

WISE UP - BY AIMEE MAN

  
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Nem sempre é fácil de aguentar nossa própria escolha.

Mas às vezes ela é tão boa que a gente quer aguentar.

E mais.

E mais.

E não vai parar nunca mais.

Porque é tão bom, e tão gostoso, que não é mais "aguentar".

É "aproveitar".

E daí você se toca que quando ainda "aguentava" algo, era só uma estranheza.

E que, agora que a estranheza se foi, você aproveita, se lambuza, fica feliz, chora e goza.

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Vídeo do filme Magnólia:


Vídeo ao vivo:

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It's not
What you thought
When you first began it
You got
What you want
Now you can hardly stand it though,
By now you know
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
'Til you wise up

You're sure
There's a cure
And you have finally found it
You think
One drink
Will shrink you 'til you're underground
And living down
But it's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
'Til you wise up

Prepare a list of what you need
Before you sign away the deed
'Cause it's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
'Til you wise up
No, it's not going to stop
'Til you wise up
No, it's not going to stop
So just...give up

SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW - BY KEANE

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Antes de mais nada, o mais velho perguntou:
- Sabe porque te chamei para vir para cá, não sabe?
E o mais novo, meio acanhado, de rosto virado para baixo, como se olhasse o infinito:
- É... eu andei pensando no que você me falou. Sabe o que é? Tenho tanto medo.
- Mas não acha normal o medo? Não acha que vai passar?
- Ah, eu acho. Mas não sei se vai ser legal, se é o que imagino, o que quero, sabe?
- Eu sei. Eu entendo.
- ...
Depois de alguns segundos com os olhos fechados,
E com suas mãos encostando quase que sem querer uma na outra,
Beijaram-se pela primeira vez.
O mais velho feliz porque agora tem a companhia que queria.
O mais novo feliz porque agora sozinho não mais sonharia.
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I walked across an empty land,
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.
I felt the earth beneath my feet,
Sat by the river and it made me complete.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you're gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.

I came across a fallen elm tree,
I felt the branches; are they looking at me?
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you're gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
And if you have a minute why don't we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know.

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So, tell me when you gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
And if you have a minute why don't we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, so why don't we go,

Hmmm yeahh, ooohhh, oh oh

This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know.

NEVER IS A PROMISE - BY FIONA APPLE

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Depois de algum tempo longe, aqui estou eu de volta.
Depois de uma tormenta, pretendo ficar.
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Com certeza ele não tinha noção das coisas que o outro tinha passado.
Ele, mais novo, inocente mas também esperto e ajuizado, com suas próprias coisas.
Não conseguia nem divagar muito sobre o o outro.
Só sentia. Gostava. Queria mais. Assim como o outro, mais velho, sisudo, taciturno.
Este, com o olhar parado, observando, assistia a cena:
O mais novo o abraçava, se vestia, acordava do sono.
Com uma dor no peito o sisudo disse:
Temos que ir embora.
E o esperto obedece e fala: tudo bem, vamos.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0FbIDuugLY

You'll never see the courage I know
Its colors' richness won't appear within your view
I'll never glow the way that you glow
Your presence dominates the judgements made on you

But as the scenery grows I see in different lights
The shades and shadows undulate in my perception
My feelings swell and stretch I see from greater heights
I understand what I am still to proud to mention, to you

You'll say you understand
But you don't understand
You'll say you'll never give up seeing eye to eye
But never is a promise and you can't afford to lie

You'll never touch these things that I hold
The skin of my emotions lies beneath my own
You'll never feel the heat of this soul
My fever burns me deeper than I've ever shown to you

You'll say "don't fear your dreams"
It's easier than it seems
You'll say you'd never let me fall from hopes so high
But never is a promise and you can't afford to lie

You'll never live this life that I live
I'll never live the life that wakes me in the night
You'll never hear the message I give
You'll say it looks as though I might give up this fight

But as the scenery grows I see in different lights
The shades and shadows undulate in my perception
My feelings swell and stretch I see from greater heights
I realize what I am now too smart to mention, to you

You'll say you understand
You'll never understand
I'll say I'll never wake up knowing how or why
I don't know what to believe in
You don't know who I am
You'll say I need appeasing when I start to cry
But never is a promise and I'll never need a lie

I WILL FOLLOW YOU INTO THE DARK - BY DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

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Acordamos na manhã seguinte, sem muito sol na janela, por causa do inverno.
Na cama ainda, nos beijamos:
- Tenho que ir. Além de ser o primeiro dia, é longe. Já pensou chegar atrasado hoje?
- Eu te levo até lá perto pelo menos, assim fica mais traqüilo.
- Te adoro!
Enquanto eu entrei no banho e escovei os dentes, ele preparou nossa roupa, fez o café.
Arrumou a cama, arrumou a mochila, sentou e esperou.
Durante o caminho, no carro, peguei em sua perna:
- Entendeu minha bronca de ontem? Minha preocupação é para seu bem, e você sabe disso.
- Desculpa. Eu entendi sim e eu sei sim.
- Eu sei, mas minha cabeça fica quente nesses casos, e você sabe como sou.
- Desculpa, desculpa.
- Bom, você desce aqui. Te amo.
- Eu também, te amo. Até à noite.
E ele desceu do carro sabendo que eu o amava, também por causa da bronca do dia anterior.
E eu continuei no meu caminho sabendo que era amado, porque isso era mais do que nítido em seus olhos.
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Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark

PUSH IT - BY GARBAGE

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Mesmo sabendo que ele sofreria por alguns instantes.

Mesmo tendo conhecimento de sua dor.

Mesmo sendo difícil inclusive para mim, eu decidi:

- Você vai ficar aqui, sentado, neste quarto, sem se mexer, pensando no que você fez.

- Mas não foi por querer!

- Eu sei. Mas se eu deixar isto passar, você vai fazer de novo.

- Eu juro que não vou, juro!

- Fique. Eu volto.

E ele ficou e chorou, sentado, esperando, pensando, arrependido.

E eu saí, encostei minha cabeça na porta fechada, e senti uma dor gostosa em meu peito.

Um nó na garganta. De angústia. De prazer.

Nem sempre o que é doloroso, faz mal.

Nem sempre seu sonho tem que ficar só no mundo dos sonhos.

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I was angry when I met you
I think I'm angry still
We can try to talk it over
If you say you'll help me out

Don't worry baby (don't worry baby)
No need to fight
Don't worry baby (don't worry baby)
We'll be alright

[Chorus:]
This is the noise that keeps me awake
My head explodes and my body aches
Push it, make the beats go harder
Push it, make the beats go harder

I'm sorry that I hurt you
Please don't ask me why
I want to see you happy
I want to see you shine

Don't worry baby (don't worry baby)
Don't be uptight
Don't worry baby (don't worry baby)
We'll stay up all night

[Chorus:]
C'mon push it, you can do it
C'mon prove it, nothing to it
C'mon use it, let's get through it
C'mon push it, you can do it

Don't worry baby (don't worry baby)
Don't be uptight
Don't worry baby (don't worry baby)
We'll stay up all night

[Chorus (3x):]
Don't worry baby
We'll be alright
Don't worry baby
We'll be alright

Push it
Push it
Push it
Push it
Push it.

CHASING CARS - BY SNOW PATROL

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Como não gostava muito do dia, o de barba mal feita saiu à noite para andar.

Os carros seguindo para casa. A luz da lua passando entre prédios e a poluição.

Correu na noite fria, comprou uma revista antes que a banca fosse fechada.

Sentou à mesma mesa do café, a de sempre;

Pediu o expresso e a garrafa de água sem gelo, como de costume.

Abriu a revista que tinha como manchete: "Ao sair do Exército, percebi que estive preso"

O que estava sentado, sozinho também, mesa ao lado, de rosto lisinho, viu.

Esbarrou na revista do de barba quando foi e voltou do banheiro, quase que sem querer. Quase.

Comentaram um ou outro assunto depois de se olharem rapidamente.

Começaram a bater-papo.

Conversaram.

Conversam ainda.

Mal sabiam que conversariam tanto.

Conversariam, sobre coisas importantes e sobre as que não são.

Por tesão, por amor, por discórdia ou por... por tudo!
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We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

SO FAR - BY HABANOT NECHAMA

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Antes mesmo de se darem conta, já estavam apaixonados.

Assim que puderam, conversaram e aproveitaram.

Imaginando que nem sempre seria um mar de rosas, concluíram juntos:

- Mas quem disse o bom é sempre estar tudo bem?
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מפליאה ומאיירת, חיי בכל עת
מנשימה את נשמתי
משמיעה את הגיגי

יש בי אהבה בלי דיי,
יש בי אהבה בלי דיי.

ימים כלילות רק רוצה לא להיות
למתנה, המתנה המותנית באהבה
נשמה חשוכה.
תן לי אותך ולא רק אם
תן אהבה בלי תנים בלי תנאים.

So far, you see the sky
You cry, you don't know why
It's joy, it's happiness
The rainbow makes you feel high
So far, you see the sky

אולי אלבש גלימה זוהרת
אגדיל עקביי אני ארחיב ממדיי,
גם זה לא ישמיע אותי ודאי.
ואם אקפוץ לגובה- מעבר לאופק
אולי גם זה לא יזיז להם את הדופק
מה עוד אעשה?
כדי לעלות, הדרך שלי-
לעבוד, לעבוד, לאבד לאיבוד,
כל שביקשתי לתת הלך לאיבוד
האם אתרסק ואתפזר להנחות
או כך ביקום ממשיך להיות?
ודרך ארוכה מתישה וקסומה,
ולאן?
אינני מקבלת אותה.
אולי חשבתי קצת יותר מדי,
עלי לעשות את דרכי.
שכחתי קמעה,
אני סתם סתם
מהלכת על פני האדמה
לא חזקה בעוצמה
מתבזבזת על עוד קפה בבוקר
או ללכת לסרט
הבריחה מאהבה עצמית גורלית.
כל שאבקש לקבל יתפזר באוויר
המביא לא מביא לנשמה זה

So far, you see the sky
You cry, you don't know why
It's joy, it's happiness
The rainbow makes you feel high
So far, you see the sky
The rainbow makes you feel high
High...
So far, you see the sky
You cry, you don't know why
It's joy, it's happiness
The rainbow makes you feel high
So far, you see the sky

ימים כלילות רק רוצה להיות
למתנה, המתנה המותנית באהבה
נשמה חשוכה
תן לי אותך ולא רק אם
תן אהבה בלי תנים בלי תנאים

HOW TO SAVE A LIFE - BY THE FRAY

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Um amigo esperando, o outro batendo à porta:
- Oi, cheguei na hora, está vendo como não me atraso?
- Tá, deixa eu pegar minha mochila.
- Te espero no carro. Vou colocando aquela música que você gosta.
- Ah! Eu tenho outra pra te mostrar.
- Você já falou com ele?
- Não... acho melhor ser surpresa.
- Tá maluco? Ele vai surtar!
- O máximo que pode acontecer é a gente ouvir um "não".
- Você é maluco, nem comentou o assunto com ele?
- Vaaamooos!
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Este vídeo abaixo é legal para quem assiste Grey's Anatomy. O link abaixo dele é para o vídeo original da música no YouTube. Infelizmente este vídeo não pode estar em minha página, mas é lindo. Vale a pena.


Original: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKxnJ5iyC-w

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

How to save a life
How to save a life

ÇA FAIT MAL ET ÇA FAIT RIEN - BY ZAZIE

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E o de barba ruiva, depois de algumas horas, falou para o de cavanhaque escuro:
- Não dá mais para ficar contigo, ele está chegando.
- Mas e amanhã? Podemos continuar amanhã? - responde o de cavanhaque.
- Sim, quer dizer, vou tentar. Mas ele sempre fica em casa às quartas-feiras à noite.
- Que droga, e não vamos nos conhecer ao vivo?
- Vou tentar, final de semana que vem eu vou tentar.
E os dois desligaram seus computadores e, depois de irem cada um ao seu banheiro se aliviar, engoliram a seco, com uma certa angústia.
O de cavanhaque, porque se dava conta que o ruivo era mais alguém que ele não tocaria.
O de barba ruiva, porque era mais uma noite tocando quem ele não mais queria.
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Combien de mots dans la phrase
On se jette à la figure
Combien de fleurs dans le vase
Pour refermer la blessure
Combien de combats de trop
Et d'égo à la démesure
Nous sommes deux beaux idiots

Chaque fois qu'on se laisse
Un jour on se revient
Chaque fois qu'on se lâche
Un jour on se retient
Comme quoi on ferait mieux de prendre
La vie comme elle vient
Ca fait mal et ça fait rien

Combien de mots qui font mal
Et de gestes déplacés
Combien de fautes, de linge sale,
Combien de pièces au dossier
Combien de guerres inutiles
Faut-il encore déclarer
Nous sommes deux imbéciles

Chaque fois qu'on se laisse
Un jour on se revient
Chaque fois qu'on se lâche
Un jour on se retient
Comme quoi on ferait mieux de prendre
La vie comme elle vient
Ca fait mal et ça fait rien

Chaque fois qu'on se laisse
Un jour on se revient
Chaque fois qu'on oublie
Un jour on se souvient
Chaque fois qu'on se lâche
Un jour on se retient
Comme quoi on ferait mieux de prendre
La vie comme elle vient
Ca fait mal et ça fait rien

PORTIONS FOR FOXES - BY RILO KILEY

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Realmente, às vezes é má notícia gostar de alguém, ou ser gostado.
Ou porque o outro está longe,
Ou porque está perto demais e não disponível;
Está vivo demais rodando o mundo, ou morto a sete palmos;
Atendendo muito o telefone, celular, email e MSN, ou sem comunicação nenhuma.
Enfim... Dá para o "não gostar" ser melhor do que o "gostar"?
Dá. Claro que dá.
E sim. Este post tem alguns motivos.
E sim. Eu sou um dos que gostam.
E sim. Eu também sou um dos que são gostados.
Bad news.
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There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything
And the talkin' leads to touchin'
and the touchin' leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left

And It's bad news
Baby I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news

I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you
but just bein' around you offers me another form of relief
When the loneliness leads to bad dreams
and the bad dreams lead me to callin' you
and I call you and say "C'MERE!"

And it's bad news
Baby I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news

And it's bad news
Baby it's bad news
It's just bad news, bad news, bad news

'Cause you're just damage control
for a walking corpse like me - like you

'Cause we'll all be
Portions for foxes
Yeah we'll all be
Portions for foxes

There's a pretty young thing in front of you
and she's real pretty and she's real into you
and then she's sleepin' inside of you
and the talkin' leads to touchin'
then touchin' leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left

And it's bad news
I don't blame you
I do the same thing
I get lonely too

And you're bad news
My friends tell me to leave you
That you're bad news, bad news, bad news

That you're bad news
Baby you're bad news
and you're bad news
Baby you're bad news
and you're bad news
I don't care I like you
and you're bad news
I don't care I like you
I like you

HOW WE OPERATE - BY GOMEZ

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Mais uma das músicas viciantes (para mim) de seriados e trilhas sonoras em geral.
Quem sabe não seja como NÓS operamos?
Nos preocupamos muito como os outros operam, se operam, nos operam...
Talvez seja isto mesmo.
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Original:

Do seriado (som melhor):

Calm down
And get straight
It's in our eyes
It's how we operate

A little joy
A little sorrow
And a little pride so we won't have to borrow
Wherever you lead, I'll follow

Turn me inside out and upside down
And try to see things my way
Turn a new page, tear the old one out
And I'll try to see things your way

Please come here
Please come on over
There is no line that you can't step right over
Without you well I'm left hollow
So can we decide to try a little joy tomorrow
'Cos baby tonight I'll follow

Turn me inside out and upside down
And try to see things my way
Turn a new page, tear the old one out
And I'll try to see things your way

The way that we've been speaking now
I swear that we'd be friends, I swear
'Cos all these little deals go down with
Little consequences, we share, we share

Turn me inside out and upside down
And try to see things my way
Turn a new page, tear the old one out
And I'll try to see things your way
And I'm gonna love you anyway

Try to see things your way
Try to see things your way

HOME - BY WHITNEY HOUSTON

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É incrível o que adversidades podem fazer com alguém.
Te deixar mais duro.
Menos sensível.
Menos dado a amores e crenças.
Mas uma música, uma imagem, um cheiro.
Um arrepio ao tocar.
Uma palavra dita. Um gosto no beijo.
Alguma coisa, às vezes, um pouco, pode mudar.
Mudar o que é. O que significa.
O que a gente sente.
Mudar a gente.
Que isso aconteça com ela, acima.
E com alguns, a minha volta.

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When I think of home
I think of a place where there's
Love overflowing;
I wish I was home,
I wish I was back there,
With the things I've been knowing.
Wind that makes the tall trees bend into leaning,
Suddenly the snowflakes that fall
Have a meaning.
Sprinkling the scene, makes it all clean.
Maybe there's a chance
For me to go back
Now that I have some direction;
It sure would be nice to be back home,
Where there's love and affection.
And just maybe I can convince time
To slow up.
Giving me enough time in my life to grow up;
Time, please be my friend, and let me start again...
Suddenly my world is gonna change it's face
But I still know where I'm going;
I have had my mind spun around and around
In space
And yet I've watched it growing.
Oh, I know you're listening Lord,
So won't you please don't make it hard
I know I shouldn't believe everything, everything
That things we see.
Tell me, should I try and stay
Or maybe I should run away
Would it be better, better
Just to let things be?
Living here in this brand-new world
Might be a fantasy; yes it might be
But it taught me to love,
So I know that it's real, its real, real to me...
And I've learned that we must look
Inside our hearts to find...
Yeah we gotta find
A world full of love
Like yours, like mine,
Like Home

ONE HELL OF A PARTY - AIR

O final de uma festa; e a manhã arde.

De uma viagem; e o retorno doi.

Da saúde; e o corpo sente.

Da inocência. Da inocência.

Please do not follow where I am leading
Someone must clear these things away
Here in the burnt out husk of the morning
Struck out with nothing left to say

Yeah this was one hell of a party
Nobody ever got to bed
But the morning after's killing me
And I have to rest my head

And just where were we trying to get to
I can't recall one single word
And the faces that pushed themselves before you
Congeal into one, nothing transferred

This was one hell of a party
And it's still living in my head
But the morning after shines so cold
So follow where I live

This was one hell of a party
Nobody got to go to bed
Let's face it now, it's over
But this morning after's killing me
And I have to rest my head