24.6.07
À gnose de João, no seu dia.
Selfish Jean
(F. Healy @ Travis, The Boy With No Name)
"Cheers. Thanks for everything. You hung me up by my heart. You´re just so selfish, Jean. Yes, you are. Hey you. Threw it all away. By holding everything in. Hey Jean don´t rock the boat. When you can´t swim. Well, a perfect understanding of the finer things in life. A quite alarming knock of knowing when to twist the knife. Ahhh. Selfish Jean.
Here´s to you. Who had everything. And left it out on a shelf. There´s no-one else to blame. Except yourself. Well a perfect combination of good etiquette and charm. You keep the chocolate biscuits wired to a car alarm. Ahhh. Selfish Jean.
But I´m standing on my own. And this house is not a home. It´s so sad to see you go. Things are high. Things are low. And it´s good to know you know. If you got no place to go. Well you could spend the night with me. There will be no guarantee that I´ll be here. In the morning. Or any time that you call. I hear you snoring Jean. Through the wall.
So hey. Here´s to everything. To peace and love in our time. Ah Jean the slate is clean. I guess we´re fine. Well I don´t expect a miracle I´m not asking you to change. If you can´t see me happy well just look the other way. Ahhh. Selfish Jean. Ahhh. Selfish Jean. Jean. Jean."
Feche os olhos. E deixe-se guiar pelo seu mestre...
Selfish Jean
(F. Healy @ Travis, The Boy With No Name)
"Cheers. Thanks for everything. You hung me up by my heart. You´re just so selfish, Jean. Yes, you are. Hey you. Threw it all away. By holding everything in. Hey Jean don´t rock the boat. When you can´t swim. Well, a perfect understanding of the finer things in life. A quite alarming knock of knowing when to twist the knife. Ahhh. Selfish Jean.
Here´s to you. Who had everything. And left it out on a shelf. There´s no-one else to blame. Except yourself. Well a perfect combination of good etiquette and charm. You keep the chocolate biscuits wired to a car alarm. Ahhh. Selfish Jean.
But I´m standing on my own. And this house is not a home. It´s so sad to see you go. Things are high. Things are low. And it´s good to know you know. If you got no place to go. Well you could spend the night with me. There will be no guarantee that I´ll be here. In the morning. Or any time that you call. I hear you snoring Jean. Through the wall.
So hey. Here´s to everything. To peace and love in our time. Ah Jean the slate is clean. I guess we´re fine. Well I don´t expect a miracle I´m not asking you to change. If you can´t see me happy well just look the other way. Ahhh. Selfish Jean. Ahhh. Selfish Jean. Jean. Jean."
Feche os olhos. E deixe-se guiar pelo seu mestre...
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Ah, Pedro, que coisinha mais complicada... vc realmente tá bem, hein???
Eu do contrario ando escrevendo uns posts doidos, mas em um deles tem até Saint Exupery...
Ô vida, viu?
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Eu do contrario ando escrevendo uns posts doidos, mas em um deles tem até Saint Exupery...
Ô vida, viu?
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