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quinta-feira, 15 de maio de 2008

Birds



She was waiting at the station
He was getting off the train
He didn't have a ticket
So he had to bum through the barriers again

Well the ticket inspector saw him rushing through
He said "girl you don't know how much I missed you but
We'd better run 'cause I haven't got the funds to pay this fine."
She said "fine"

Well so they ran out of the station and jumped onto a bus
With two of yesterdays travel cards and two bottles of bud
And he said "you look well nice"

Well she was wearing a skirt
And he thought she looked nice
And yes, she didn't really care about anything else
'Cause she only wanted him to think that she looked nice
And he did

But he was looking at her, yeah all funny in the eye
She said "come on boy tell me what you're thinking
Now don't be shy."
He said alright, "I'll try

All the stars up in the sky
And the leaves in the trees
All the broken bits that make you jump up
And grassy bits in between
All the matter in the world is how much I like you."

She said "what?"
He said "let me try and explain again

"Right, birds can fly so high
And they can shit on your head
And they can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel so scared.
But when you look at them
And you see that they're beautiful
That's how I feel about you

Right birds can fly so high
And they can shit on your head,
And they can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel well scared
But when you look at them
And you see that they're beautiful
That's how I feel about you
Yeah that's how I feel about you."

She said "what?"
He said "you"
She said "what are you talking about?"
He said "you"

Right birds can fly so high
And they can shit on your head
And they can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel so scared.
But when you look at them
And you see that they're beautiful
That's how I feel about you

Right birds can fly so high
And they can shit on your head
And they can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel well scared.
But when you look at them
And you see that they're beautiful
That's how I feel about you
Right, that's how I feel about you

She said "thanks, I like you too"
He said "cool"

Ontem estava a ver fotografias...
da pessoa em que mais penso, quando me permito pensar em outras coisas, só para viver em sonhos o que já vivi, pensar que essa pessoa até podia ter gostado de mim no passado, que no presente poderia também gostar...Mas isso não sei
Tenho muitas saudades, gostava de poder partilhar mais as minhas coisas com essa pessoa mas, às vezes, por medo ou por bloqueio...deixo-me estar no meu canto e passo dias e dias sem dizer nada.


sexta-feira, 7 de março de 2008

Foundations

Thursday night, everything's fine
Except you've got that look in your eye
When I'm tellin' a story and you find it boring
You're thinking of something to say
You'll go along with it, then drop it
And humiliate me in front of our friends

Then I'll use that voice that you find annoyin'
And say something like:
"Yeah, intelligent input, darlin'
Why don't you just have another beer, then?"
Then you'll call me a bitch
And everyone we're with will be embarrassed
And I won't give a shit

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go, but I can't
And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't

You said I must eat so many lemons 'cause I am so bitter
I said:
"I'd rather be with your friends, mate
'Cause they are much fitter,"
Yes, it was childish and you got aggressive
And I must admit that I was a bit scared
But it gives me thrills to wind you up

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go, but I can't
And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't

Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone and got so wasted
What a surprise
Don't want to look at your face 'cause it's makin' me sick
You've gone and got sick on my trainers
I only got these yesterday
Oh my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this

Well, I'll leave you there till the mornin'
And I purposely won't turn the heating on
And dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go, but I can't
And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go, but I can't
And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't

And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't