Falam por aí que o tempo cura. Cura mas não leva as cicatrizes. Boas ou más, elas estão lá. Estão aqui comigo agora. E os acasos não por acaso surgem para nos fazer lembrar. Hoje nem meio-dia é, mas eu já me emocionei duas vezes:
Por ontem | #41 | Dave Matthews Band
Come see
I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles, oh
Oh, I'm coming slow but speeding
Do you wish a dance and while I'm in the front
My play on time is won
Oh, But the difficulty is coming here
I will go in this way
And find my own way out
I won't tell you to stay
But I'm coming to much more
Me
All at once the ghosts come back
Reeling in your mind
Oh, What if they came down crushing
I used to play for all of the loneliness
that nobody notices now
Oh, I'm begging slow
I'm coming here
(...)
[[[A memória ficou. Que bom que é memória. Passou.]]]
Por hoje | Free love | Depeche Mode
If you've been hiding from love
If you've been hiding from love
I can understand where you're coming from
I can understand where you're coming from
If you've suffered enough
If you've suffered enough
I can understand what you're thinking of
I can see the pain that you're frightened of
And I'm only here
To bring you free love
Let's make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
I've been running like you
I've been running like you
Now you understand why I'm running scared
Now you understand why I'm running scared
I've been searching for truth
I've been searching for truth
And I haven't been getting anywhere
No I haven't been getting anywhere
And I'm only here (...)
Hey girl
You've got to take this moment
Then let it slip away
Let go of complicated feelings
Then there's no price to pay
(...)
[[[E eu só estou aqui para viver assim. Redundante. Presente.]]]
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