the lengths

tell me where you're goin or what is going wrong I felt you leavin before you'd even gone and hold me now or never ever hold me again no more talk can take me from this pain I'm in.
see the moonlight shinin on your window pane see it leave you as faithful as it came please yourself so you don't have to be afraid make amends or carry on another way.
tell me what you were thinkin to treat somebody so the care he took the lengths to which he'd go coals are hot to walk across without your shoes but in the end know that you got nothin to lose.

Salvem os pinheirinhos!

Estão a desaparecer pinheiros do pinhal(very nice) que existe ou existia, visto que sem pinheiros não é pinhal, aqui à minha beira e como não são mansos, aposto que não estão a servir de árvore de natal em casa de alminha alguma. Uma parte, bem importante(claro), do pinhal de leiria está a ser abatida! E os animaizinhos? E as rolas? E o cucurrrru delas? Ainda por cima, segundo o meu querido pai é para uma zona industrial. Assim sendo vou deixar de ter ar puro para começar a ter ar poluído. Espera lá! E as festas da chouriça e as tasquinhas? Vão passar a ser onde? Acho que vou acampar para aqueles lados em forma de protesto. Who's with me? Deduzo que ninguém porque não faz muito calor de noite e sem árvores para aquecer, pior. Epá, zona industrial... --' Se ainda fosse um pinhal feio, cheio de pinheirinhos doentes e moribundos mas não, árvores bem saudáveis e rijas madeira. Isto tocou-me a sério. Já disse que vai ser uma zona industrial? Podiam fazer um parque, era bem mais giro. Aii...
Bem, visto que já expus o meu problema, para este natal queria que deixassem de cortar os pinheiros do pinhal(again, very nice) de leiria, aquele que o senhor D.Dinis teve tanto cuidado a plantar, pinheiro por pinheiro, aqueles que estão mesmo aqui à minha beira e que eu tanto gosto.
Porque é que o D.Dinis fica com os créditos todos? E D. Afonso III? Ainda gostava de saber.

Só porque tem tudo a ver.

"voltam sempre"

Suspiro.

comforting sounds

Feels as if I'm sensing you through a lens.

the perfect song

6, 7 e 8 de Dezembro de 2008

ouriço

dissolve magically, absurdly, they'll end, leave, dissipate, coldly and strangely return

eyeless in the morning sun you were pale and mild,
a modern girl taken with thought, still prone to care
makin tea in your underwear
you went out in the yard to find

something to eat and clear your mind
something bad inside me went away

quaking leaves and broken light
shifting skin the coming night
the bearers of all good things arrive
climb inside us, twist and cry
a kiss on your molten eyes

myriad lives like blades of grass
yet to be realized, bow as they pass

they are cold, still, waiting in the ether, to form, feel, kill, propagate, only to die.

dissolve magically, absurdly, they'll end, leave, dissipate, coldly and strangely return.

baby i'm sitting on fire there's an old flame still burns in my heart when we're together the fire burns bright but the old flame ignites when we part baby you know that i love you but a memory still haunts at my door when we're together we stand so tall but a part of me still falls to the floor sets me free i do believe burn up in me for the rest of my life baby i'm sitting on fire but the flames put a hole in my heart when we're together the fire burns bright but the old flame ignites when we part so hard to fight when you're losing and i got a little tear in my soul and in my own time i am losing fast i can't even hold what i own sets me free i do believe burn up in me for the rest of my life so hard to fight when you're losing and i got a little tear in my soul in my own time i am dying can't even hold what i own.

fica

place your body here. let your skin begin to blend itself with mine.




perto.

está a chover

Elevator straight into my skull
The escalator rises as it falls
I swear our jet is crashing in my mind
You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon

I've stood in a thousand street scenes
Just around the corner from you
On the edge of a dream that you have
Has anybody ever told you, it's not coming true

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon
Has the weather had its way with you
Farewell my black balloon
Has the weather had its way with you
Farewell my black balloon...


Black Ballon e o meu gosto pela chuva.

pois foi.

1:38

eu quase amei a forma como tu mentias
limpando os pés ao meu sorriso
e é claro que achas que eu não presto
é claro que achas que eu não sirvo

foi no teu amor que algo se perdeu
foi no teu amor
não no meu

eu quase amei a forma como tu me vias
logo eu amo outra pessoa
e não me importa se eu não presto
eu tenho planos para lá de mim
e tu és só o que eu te empresto

foi no teu amor que algo se perdeu
foi no teu amor
não no meu

não me deixes ver

ataraxia

When the day is done down to earth then sinks the sun,
along with everything that was lost and won.
When the day is done.


Day Is Done

Things Behind The Sun

You can call me Al

You might have seen me 'neath the pool hall lights.
Well baby I go back each night.
If you got a throat I got a knife.
Steady rollin', I keep goin'.

I don't mind how quick the seasons change.
You know to me they's every one the same.
The sweetest sunshine drips the drain.
Death's comin', I'm still runnin'.

Well I come from the old time baby,
too late for you to save me.
If I remain then I'm to blame.
But if you should ever need me,
I'll go where'er you lead me.
It's all the same, the same old game.

My lovin' lady she's a ball and chain.
I still can travel but my speed has changed.
I bring the money, I take the blame.
Steady rollin', I keep goin'.

But I shot my wife today,
dropped her body in the Frisco bay.
I had no choice it was the only way.
Death's comin', I'm still runnin'.

Well I come from the old time baby,
too late for you to save me.
If I remain then I'm to blame.
But if you should ever need me,
I'll go where'er you lead me.
It's all the same, the same old game.

Out waltzin' with the Holy Ghost,
from the Bowery to the Barbary Coast.
The land I'm from you know I love the most.
Steady rollin', I keep goin'.

And everyday is just another town.
The more I search you know the less I've found.
Me, I'm a sucker, just a slave to sound.
Death's comin', I'm still runnin'.

Well I come from the old town baby,
where all the kids are crazy.
If I remain then I'm to blame.
But if you should ever need me,
I'll go where'er you lead me.
It's all the same, the same old game.

FPCF

e mais não digo.

Up from the floor on the count of ten
Oh you get up, you get down and you try it again

Up and down and around again
Oh you get up, you get down and you try it again
Up and down and around again
Oh you get up, you get down and you try it again
Oh you get up, you get down and you try it again

They say the definition of madness is doing the same thing and expecting a different result.

That's right!


Todo o dia no ouvido: Try It Again

10 de Julho de 2008

step out to clutch the evening air ‘straction from your disrepair and all of those who say they know walk the balustrade till dawn you won’t blink and you won’t yawn never let your weakness show though i keep your picture on the wall unplug the phone in case you call and dust collects upon the sill still you misplace all your faith in words as though you’ll ever feel assured if you don’t know you never will but no i never meant you any harm suffocating shelter of your arms if i let you down it wasn’t me but you who kept me round linger on linger on

So plant the thought and watch it grow. Wind it up and let it go.

Once

They say in this place you can reinvent yourself

Hei-de ser a barricada,
arma, fogo, despedida.
Hei-de ser ferro forjado,
dia e noite amor calado.
Hei-de ser punho cerrado
e ternura docemente.
E haja lá o que houver
estou p'ro que der e vier.

(Fausto - P'ro que der e vier)

I knew all the rules, but the rules did not know me

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more...

Summer on the Westhill

Fotografias achadas no meio da confusão desta casa.

I lean back and let my eyes just go floating now where they want to float.
They seem to take to the horizon.
Now I know there is a world beyond the small place I was coming from.

I feel at home here in the middle of nowhere.

-And I like you.
So there's that. I guess I have that.

Foi bonita a festa, pá!

Era uma vez...

Uma ficha tripla ao som de O Amor é Não Haver Polícia. :D

Linda Martini no Alfa Bar, coisa rica e bela e boa e tudo.
21-22/03/2008

Just like heaven

:)

Lembranças:

gosto de ver anoitecer.

Sometimes you get up and bake a cake or something
sometimes you stay in bed
sometimes you go la di da di da di da da
'til your eyes roll back into your head

Your mind is racing like a pro, now
oh my god it doesn’t mean a lot to you
one time you were a glowing young ruffian
oh my god it was a million years ago


The National - Racing Like a Pro (video)

nuvem

Hoje.

Apetecia-me estar com alguém.

hoje

Today you were far away
and I didn't ask you why.
What could I say?
I was far away.
You just walked away
and I just watched you.
What could I say?

How close am I to losing you?

Tonight you just close your eyes
and I just watch you
slip away.

How close am I to losing you?

Hey, are you awake?
Yeah, I'm right here.
Well can I ask you about today?

How close am I to losing you?
How close am I to losing...