quarta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2010


"Outside my head, I cast a shadow.
I'm not someone who's seen this side of me,
but it drifts across the ground so down I look.
I could spend my time wondering who I was.
and I could count the times that I had lost or won.
And I could turn toward you and ask you what you saw.
But what do these feelings mean?

Come meet me on this path of wonder.
Take my hand I'd like to share with you."*

Nos minutos em que o tempo passa demasiado devagar para morrer, vagueio nos caminhos onde gostava de te levar, mão na mão. Nos caminhos onde, nus, nos riríamos dos erros que somos.


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