"Podemos-nos defender de um ataque, mas somos indefesos a um elogio.”

Sigmund Freud

Agapi

Confesso que este é um post para as (poucas) pessoas que nos dias de hoje, ainda têm paciência, não só para ler o que está escrito, mas também nas entrelinhas.

Como tal, a letra desta música, divide-se para mim em duas... é simples, basta seguir o púrpura numa e o rosa noutra... e tudo no fim se encontra.

Same Mistake

Same Mistake

So while I'm turning in my sheets

And once again, I cannot sleep

Walk out the door and up the street

Look at the stars beneath my feet

Remember rights that I did wrong

So here I go

Hello, hello

There is no place I cannot go
My mind is muddy but
My heart is heavy, does it show
I lose the track that loses me
So here I go

I'm not calling for a second chance,
I'm screaming at the top of my voice,
Give me reason, but don't give me choice,
Cos I'll just make the same mistake again,

And maybe someday we will meet
And maybe talk and not just speak
Don't buy the promises 'cause
There are no promises I keep,
and my reflection troubles me
so here I go

I'm not calling for a second chance,
I'm screaming at the top of my voice,
Give me reason, but don't give me choice,
Cos I'll just make the same mistake

So while I'm turning in my sheets

And once again, I cannot sleep

Walk out the door and up the street

Look at the stars

Look at the stars, falling down,

And I wonder where, did I go wrong.

James Blunt

12 Junho 2008

Papillio

"O amor é a procura apaixonada de uma verdade diferente da nossa (...)"

in Shantaram,

Gregory Roberts

5 de Junho de 2006

Papillio