Light Years

I've used hammers made of wood
I have played games with pieces and rules
I've undeciphered tricks at the bar
But now you're gone, I haven't figured out why
I've come with riddles, and jokes about war
I figured out numbers and what they're for
I've understood feelin's and I've understood words
But how could you be taken away?

And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected, now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars

With heavy breath, awakened regrets
Back pages and days that only could've been spent
Together, but we were, miles apart
Every inch between us becomes light years now
No time to be void, or save up on life
Oh, you gotta spend it all

And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, we all seem to like it here
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars

And where ever you've gone, and where ever me might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars.

Dead Combo - Putos a roubar maçãs

Putos A Roubar Maçãs

Vampire Weekend

Okkervil River

People are fragile things

Rádio Macau - Cantiga de Amor

cantiga d'amor

A insuportável solidão

"Não eram únicos, a não ser no gesto excêntrico, esquisito. Fora disso, habitavam o centro do quotidiano. Vivemos entre homens e mulheres, que se desconhecem e desconhecemos. Entre vítimas da indiferença e do egoísmo, do falso progresso, que tudo reduz a números. Sofremos, em época retrógrada, desumana, insalubre, assassina. Tempo de peste. Milhões de homens esbracejam, pulam, mascaram-se, na esperança de que atentem neles. Não atentam. A máquina não se condói nem pára, tritura e afoga, desliga-nos do mundo, pobres títeres, extraterrestres cada vez mais cadáveres adiados. Malcolm Lowry alertava "Le gusta este jardin que es suyo? Evite que sus hijos lo destruyan!"

in JN