«As nuvens existiam já no céu antes do dia em que nos encontrámos pela primeira vez. Desde então, continuam as suas incansáveis jornadas ignorando fronteiras, raias, limites. Na sombra das nuvens, todos os lugares são longe daqui, e em todos eles começa e acaba cada uma das nossas infinitas viagens interditas

13.5.08

Sinto o sol por dentro

[#62] | Tindersticks | Feel the sun | The Hungry Saw | 2008


why don't you come out / the guards have gone / they forgot their purpose and shuffled / their lungs have come feel the sun
why don't you come out / the dogs lie sleeping / their lips they twitch with the chills in their dreams / they come feel the sun
why don't you come out / and exact your revenge / and the liers and wasters / that call themselves friends / for to forgive is overrated / as they need but your affiance / so come feel the sun
why don't you come out / we are missing / your wife and babies / that just want to hold you / so come feel the sun / touch your fears / make everything the same as it was

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