July 30
Se gostas das músicas dos anos 80, aqui está a tua oportunidade de recordar velhos tempos,
ou os teus tempos de juventude ou criança.
July 04
Tenho um livrinho preto com meus poemas nele.
Tenho uma bolsa com uma escova de dentes e um pente.
Quando sou um bom cão, às vezes eles me dão um osso.
Tenho elásticos nos meus sapatos.
Tenho as mãos inchadas.
Tenho treze canais de porcaria na TV para escolher.
Tenho luz elétrica.
Tenho sexto sentido.
E incríveis poderes de observação.
E é assim que eu sei...
Quando tentar falar
No telefone com você
Não haverá ninguém em casa.
Tenho o permanente de Hendrix.
E as inevitáveis marcas de queimadura
Bem na frente da minha camisa de cetim favorita.
Tenho marcas de nicotina nos dedo.
Tenho uma colher de prata numa corrente.
Tenho um piano de cauda para descansar meus restos mortais.
Tenho olhos ferozes.
E tenho um forte desejo de voar.
Mas não tenho para onde ir.
Bem quando pego o telefone
Ainda não tem ninguém em casa.
Tenho um par de botas Gohills
estou perdendo as raízes.
June 28
Ready To Fly
by Richard Marx
I've been trying to open the door
To the secret of my destiny
And every new road I think is the one
Seems to lead right back to me
I've looked for a way to be wiser
A way to be strong
Now I see the answer was hiding
In me all along
REFRÃO
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
Restless, hopeless, and misunderstood
Like so many others I know
So busy tryin' to keep holdin' on
When I should've been letting go
I was given the gift to find it
The spirit inside me
But I never really imagined
All I could be
REFRÃO
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
The answer to all of my wonder
Was right in my hands
Now it's time for me to discover
All that I am
REFRÃO
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
I've always had wings
Now I'm finally ready to fly
Again
by Richard Marx
There's been no sunlight
Since the day you said goodbye
Since the moment that my life
Turned into a masquerade
I can't even pretend to
Paste a smile across my face
All my dreams have been erased
There's nothing left to save me
REFRÃO
And you
You're the only one can stop my sky from falling
You're the only one who's name I keep on calling
When everything is closing in
And you
You're the only one can stop this heart from aching
You're the only one who can stop me from shaking
And put me back together
Again
What I'd give just to wake up
And wipe your memory from my eyes
But I can't wish for bluer skies
I've never been quite so hopeless
REFRÃO
And you
You're the only one can stop my sky from falling
You're the only one who's name I keep on calling
When everything is closing in
And you
You're the only one can stop this heart from aching
You're the only one who can stop me from shaking
And put me back together
Again
And if you stay away
I fear it will all be too much
And if you stay away
I'll be a man who's lost his touch
REFRÃO
And you
You're the only one can stop my sky from falling
You're the only one who's name I keep on calling
When everything is closing in
And you
You're the only one can stop this heart from aching
You're the only one who can stop me from shaking
And put me back together
Again
Again
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