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Y.

Long Way To Go With No Punch

Extra Blues

Nobody Tries That Hard Anymore

oh, Jarvis...

like some small animal that only comes out at night


Pulp

So, for once

[Haven't had a dream in a long time

Morrissey]

Used It All

metal heart

How selfish of you
To believe in the meaning of all the bad dreaming

"um gato não se tem, aceita ser nosso contemporâneo e é tudo"*

B.

*António Lobo Antunes, Não é Meia Noite Quem Quer

da zanga

Sem máscara, de coração aberto, palavra atrás de palavra, as vezes que foram precisas... para chegar a entendimento nenhum.
Haverá, realmente, coisa mais difícil do que explicar o óbvio?

drop(s) of lazy rain

If someone offers you some sugar
You should eat it


Bill Callahan

And the darkness sleeps
Cushioning the heartbeat

David Sylvian

classificado

procura-se: reconhecimento do ser.

"trade you my unhappily ever after"

You run to the gate
but you'll be marked late
it's for your own good
it's for your own good

You're likely to make
the grandest mistakes
you suffer alone
in the skin and the bones

Let's sharpen those
new sets of arrows
for the next generation
of playground martyrs

And joining the game
of intolerable shame
'cause everyone shares
innocence of their fathers

School bell rings
single file in
trade you my
unhappily ever after

So bring out those things
to hammer the wings
of the next generation 


David Sylvian
(See more at: http://www.davidsylvian.net/releases/tracks-poems/63-tracks-live/1139-playground-martyrs-live-occurrence-of-slope.html#sthash.mZGOcbF7.dpuf)

reminder to self

Na palavra 'cantil' guardo a utopia, para que durante a vida eu possa não morrer de sede.


Ondjaki in Público, 05/11/2013 (*)

"My head is spinning round, my heart is in my shoes"*

*Tom Waits

It's the wrong time and the wrong place
Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face
It's not her face, but such a charming face
That it's all right with me

It's the wrong song in the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely, it's the wrong smile
It's not her smile, but a lovely smile
And it's all right with me

You can not know how happy I am we met
I'm strangely attracted to you
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you want to forget someone too?

And it's the wrong game and the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting, it's the wrong lips
They're not her lips, but such tempting lips
That it's all right with me

(...)


Cole Porter

[so fuckin' broken, I am.]

"you'll soon forget the tune that you play"

The kiss don't know
What the lips will say

(...)

Time is just memory
mixed in with Desire
That's not the road it is
Only the map...I say
gone just like matches


Tom Waits (*)

What if I had stood there at the end
(...)
Would that have been a suitable goodbye?



Bill Callahan (*)

Hey, that's no way to say goodbye

I loved you in the morning
Our kisses deep and warm
Your head upon the pillow
Like a sleepy golden storm.
Yes, many loved before us
I know that we are not new,
In city and in forest
They smiled like me and you,
But now it's come to distances
And both of us must try,
Your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

Leonard Cohen (*)

"Good plans are made by hand"

 

And each day I looked out on the land
And I wondered what all was gone
Until I saw it was lucky old me
How could I run without losing anything?
How could I run without becoming lean?
(...)
And now I know you must reap what you sow
Or sing.


Bill Callahan