Hallelujah

I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe I've been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
Its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

E agora?

E agora que o dia acabou?
E agora que o sol já se pôs, e a saudade me atormenta?
E agora, que só me resta entregar-me ao tempo?
E agora que não sei o que fazer...?

E agora, que estou aqui e você lá?
E agora, que percebo que sou impotente?
E agora, que só penso em loucuras?

Agora, que nada mais está no lugar, ainda há como se encontrar?
Posso te encontrar?

Agora?

I am done
We've lost it all, the love is gone
And this is tragic
You couldn't keep your hands to yourself

I feel like our world's been infected
And somehow you left me neglected
We found our life's been changed
Babe, you lost me

And we tried, oh how we cried
We lost ourselves, the love has died
And oh, we tried, you can't deny
We're left as shells, we lost the fight

Now I know you're sorry and we were sweet
But you chose lust when you deceived me
You'll regret it but it's too late
How can I ever trust you again?

You lost me.

The Starting Line

This town was a lovers stage, but now you can’t recognize
The street lights that are daggers to your eyes

You can’t find your bearings, you’re slipping into the ground
This scene has no color and no sound

You still believe in me, after the things I’ve done,
You fear for what we have become

The ground is uneven, we stumble from day to day
Took shelter where it’s easy,
I know your feet are like lead but you’ve gotta get on the way.

Drag your heart up to the starting line,
Forget the ghosts that make you old before your time
It’s too easy to get left behind.
I know you’ve been kicked around,
But tie up your thoughts and lay them down on me

Each heart is a paper kite blown around by the breeze,
But love won’t rest till it brings you to your knees.

Some find it easy, some will never even know,
You think you’ve done your journey
Then you stumble and burn but there’s such a long way to go.

Drag your heart up to the starting line
Forget the ghosts that make you old before your time
It’s too easy to get left behind
I know you’ve been kicked around,
You wanna be lost and not be found,
Let’s take the back way into town
And drink to the bad times, lay them down on me.

Girl I still believe in you, you’re too good to fall so low
We’re gonna find a better life I know
Things will be clearer, and soon as we make a start,
We’ll be that much nearer
We’re too old to just stand here waiting to break apart

Drag your heart up to the starting line
Forget the ghosts that make you old before your time
It’s too easy to get left behind,
I know you’ve been kicked around
But tie up your thoughts and lay them down on me, on me, on me.

Mudar de Assunto

Eu queria gritar com todo o ar dos meus pulmões o que minha mente insiste em deixar ecoar. Esse silencio me sufoca... As palavras que se embolam e amontoam na garganta, que as prende, acabam me estrangulando por dentro.
Há uma interconexão de todos os sentidos, que se confundem na ausência de direção por qual seguir. Não porque não exista essa direção, mas porque não a deixo emergir. Não pode. Não deve. Talvez não deva... Deve?

Meus sentidos estão confusos demais para orientar-me. Esse eco é enlouquecedor. Mas não posso deixar esvair-se. Seria me dada a permissão?
Enquanto isso, eu me coloco aqui, nesse lugar despretensioso de quem não tem nada efetivo a dizer. Casual. 
Que situação patética.


A verdade é que eu tenho muito, muito a dizer. Só que sei que não poderia fazê-lo, seja por inconveniência, ou incapacidade. Ambos, talvez.

A inconveniência frustra os sentimentos emaranhados, busca abafar o eco. A incapacidade resigna-se.
Ainda tenho muito a dizer.
Muito a dizer...
Dizer...

Vamos mudar de assunto.