domingo, 21 de março de 2010

Love

sexta-feira, 19 de março de 2010

Miss You



Millionaires say
Got a big shot deal
And thrown it all away but
But I'm not too sure
How I'm supposed to feel
Or what I'm supposed to say but
I'm not, not sure
Not too sure how it feels
To handle every day
And I miss you love

Make room for the prey
Cause I'm coming in
With what I wanna say but
It's gonna hurt
And I love the pain
A breeding ground for hate but

I'm not, not sure,
Not too sure how it feels
To handle everyday
Like the one that just passed
In the crowds of all the people

Remember today
I've no respect for you
And I miss you love
And I miss you love

I love the way you love
But I hate the way
I'm supposed to love you back

It's just a fad
Part of the teen, teenage angst brigade and
I'm not, not sure
Not too sure how it feels
To handle everyday
Like the one that just passed
In the crowds of all the people

Remember today
I've no respect for you
And I miss you love
And I miss you love

Remember today
I've no respect for you
And I miss you love
And I missed you

I love the way you love
But I hate the way
I'm supposed to love you back
Silverchair
Miss You

quinta-feira, 18 de março de 2010

Happiness


A state of mind or a state of spirit?

terça-feira, 9 de março de 2010

segunda-feira, 8 de março de 2010

Believe...

in something else...

domingo, 7 de março de 2010

Sonhos

sábado, 6 de março de 2010

Por vezes seria bom...

continuarmos enquanto crianças. Dizemos o que pensamos. O problema é que os adultos nos ensinam que isso está correcto.

Mais vale dizer uma verdade que cinco mentiras boas!

sexta-feira, 5 de março de 2010

quinta-feira, 4 de março de 2010

The Heart Of The Matter




"I got the call today, I didn't wanna hear
But I knew that it would come
An old true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone
She said you found someone
And I thought of all the bad luck,
And all the struggles we went through
How I lost me and you lost you
What are these voices outside love's open door
Make us throw off our contentment
And beg for something more?

I've been learning to live without you now
But I miss you sometimes
The more I know, the less I understand
All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning them again
I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter
But my will gets weak
And my thoughts seem to scatter
But I think it's about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don't love me anymore

These times are so uncertain
There's a yearning undefined
And people filled with rage
We all need a little tenderness
How can love survive in such a graceless age
And the trust and self-assurance that lead to happiness
They're the very things we kill, I guess
Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms
And the work they put between us,
You know it doesn't keep us warm

I've been trying to live without you now
But I miss you, baby
The more I know, the less I understand
And all the things I thought I figured out, I have to learn again
I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter
But my will gets weak
And my heart is so shattered
But I think it's about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don't love me anymore

All the people in your life who've come and gone
They let you down, you know they hurt your pride
Better put it all behind you; cause life goes on
You keep carrin' that anger, it'll eat you up inside

I wanna be happily everafter
And my heart is so shattered
But I know it's about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don't love me anymore

I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter
Because the flesh will get weak
And the ashes will scatter
So I'm thinkin' about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if you don't love me anymore
Even if you don't love me anymore"

India Arie
The Heart Of The Matter

quarta-feira, 3 de março de 2010

Always Together?



or always far?

terça-feira, 2 de março de 2010

Será...

apenas imaginação, ou acreditar em algo mais?

segunda-feira, 1 de março de 2010

Hard Work


Todos nós andamos com mais peso, do que aquele que suportamos.

A diferença, está na maneira como nós livramos dele...

Pensamento


"É pecado pensar mal dos outros, mas raramente é engano."

Henry Louis Mencken