No one never loses a good friend. Those ones stay. When they’re gone it gets worst, you must tell them to leave you: like if a song could save your life from despair. A long time somewhere I chose to jump in conversation on a subject I didn’t have yet fully understood the depth of. The abyss is deep and wide and you can’t help falling in love with the question. The deeper you get, the less signs and warnings but the light: it gets brighter. You find no higher law: there’s no one above and no one ahead but the dead: spirits can easily be found everywhere: it get’s scary! solitary! The panic survives the new millennium and enters the new age of aquarius... C’mon, hang on! We are rolling! Digital everywhere! – there are voices - Be a rock and find your center like a rock: don’t keep scheming with the demons within you: let them shout: action! After all you play the fool out of the mundane maze that traps us all in, but hei: Long live defiance! This is a present from you to you: A new pair of nothing and a new set of rules! Now go on and have fun, you can dance if you want! There’s nothing in music you can’t find inside an old empty box: in movies or books or in people that read them or never did read them! And when you get there I heard the feeling is magical : It must feel like painting but I’m not a painter but when it gets beautiful I just choose to wonder, the magic surrounds us, I’m not in connection with nothing but essence: we dance. I sense it like music: like millions of colors. If it needs a message: some words I refused I can use to absolve me. The young resolutions can serve as a warning to go back in time when the kingdom was clean from nothing to conquer; there was no ambition beyond chocolate, or apples. So many doors and so many windows I looked from the outside: It’s good to be home in a song. Don’t throw nothing away from your chest just wash everything and keep your house clean for new guests . Entertain the soon to be dead! Cook them some music or play them a meal! Make them happy to the core! Serenade them to the moon! Perfume! If motivation don’t come easy remember; you are dumb and your nemesis: there’s no one to tell you what no one can tell you. the connection was made: you don’t have to remember: no purpose but purpose: a hell of a ride sliding trough the galaxy: movement imprinted in a blank page of paper: the story gets longer: the question was clear: : there’s no space between without time traveling upon it. A day by goes by : we are floating in space: the final frontier.. singing : How i miss your lazy ways / the good old days and nights with you / do we keep falling until we get here?
hey jp.. tava a passar por aqui... que linda a primeira! o que gostava era de perceber o texto.. sei que talvez ja me foi traduzida imensas vezes, mas...
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