Arquivo para maio \31\UTC 2007

It’s all over but the crying

 
"everything you think you know baby
is wrong
and everything you think you had baby
is gone
 
certain things turn ugly when you think too hard
and nagging little thoughts change into things you can´t turn off
everything you think you know baby
is wrong
 
it´s all over but the crying
fade to black I´m sick of trying
took too much and now I´m done
it´s all over but the crying
 
do you really think I´m made of stone baby?
c´mon!
that we only love the things we own?
baby you´re wrong
 
certain things just happen when you make no plans
and love can really tear you up and it can break you down
everything you think you know baby
is wrong
 
it´s all over but the crying
fade to black I´m sick of trying
took too much and now I´m done
It´s all over but the crying
 
baby we´re done
if I could I would
I´d change everything
cause I can´t forget you though you don´t believe me
now I can´t walk back
I can´t leave behind
where does it go all the light that we had?"
 
                             Garbage
 
Anúncios

Just a Car Crash Away

Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.
 
She blew me her death-kiss
and the mouth-marks
bled down my eyes,
like her dying
on my windshield.
I can already feel
her worms
eating my spine.
So how can it be this lonely?
Is this all we get
for our lives?
Is love only sweeter when
one of us dies?
 
Then I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
 
Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.
 
Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.
 
Love is a fire.
 
              Marilyn Manson

New moon, different day

 
"I’m at the waterside
my cold feet are numb
and I follow my dream
I want to cross
I want to get inside

The clouds make a circle
on the soil that I’m on
and I trust what surrounds me
I want to cross

I break the storm through the clouds

I’m on the other side
I watch time pass
and I see, I have to go along
with the water that will lead the way
and I feel, the rain on my head
and the drops hit me one by one

I break the storm through the clouds"

 
                     The Gathering