Showing posts with label Nick Cave. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nick Cave. Show all posts
Sunday, February 18, 2018
Friday, March 31, 2017
Thursday, September 22, 2016
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Sunday, March 09, 2014
Friday, February 28, 2014
"the carnival drums all mad in the air"
Across clinical benches with nothing to talk
Breathing tea and biscuits and the Serenity Prayer
While the bones of our child crumble like chalk
O where do we go now but nowhere
Nick Cave
Wednesday, December 04, 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Note to self
With trembling hand I turned toward her
And pushed the hair out of her eyes
The kitten jumped back to her lap
As I sat sadly by her side
Then she drew the curtains down
And said, "When will you ever learn
That what happens there beyond the glass
Is simply none of your concern?
God has given you but one heart
You are not a home for the hearts of your brothers
And God does not care for your benevolence
Anymore than he cares for the lack of it in others
Nor does he care for you to sit
At windows in judgement of the world He created
While sorrows pile up around you
Ugly, useless and over-inflated"
Nick Cave (*)
And pushed the hair out of her eyes
The kitten jumped back to her lap
As I sat sadly by her side
Then she drew the curtains down
And said, "When will you ever learn
That what happens there beyond the glass
Is simply none of your concern?
God has given you but one heart
You are not a home for the hearts of your brothers
And God does not care for your benevolence
Anymore than he cares for the lack of it in others
Nor does he care for you to sit
At windows in judgement of the world He created
While sorrows pile up around you
Ugly, useless and over-inflated"
Nick Cave (*)
Friday, October 11, 2013
A estrada é longa
Foi emocionalmente brutal. Não houve célula neste corpo que saísse incólume.
No silêncio interior - que mantenho circunscrito - basta o múrmurio do teu nome para que a reacção seja imediata, visceral, carregada de lágrimas.
(*)
No silêncio interior - que mantenho circunscrito - basta o múrmurio do teu nome para que a reacção seja imediata, visceral, carregada de lágrimas.
(*)
Tuesday, October 08, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
X & Y
There was a girl, call her animal X
(...)
she meets a boy, animal Y
(...)
And she put her hand on his heart,
Right there on his heart, just for the joy of it
But his heart was lying down on the road
(...)
He was a head with no heart
(...)
She was a head with no heart
Nick Cave*
(conheço pessoas com algoritmos no lugar do coração.)
Thursday, March 14, 2013
| home for a lonely heart |
Who measured the distance from the planets
Right down to your big blue spinning world
And heartbeats and tears and nervous laughter
Spilling down all over you, girl
Nick Cave*
Thursday, March 07, 2013
Note to self
When will you ever learn
That what happens there beyond the glass
Is simply none of your concern?
God has given you but one heart
You are not a home for the hearts of your brothers
And God does not care for your benevolence
Anymore than he cares for the lack of it in others
Nor does he care for you to sit
At windows in judgement of the world He created
While sorrows pile up around you
Ugly, useless and over-inflated
Nick Cave*
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
"Can you feel my heartbeat?"*
Who cares, who cares what the future brings?
Black road long and I drove and drove
I came upon a crossroad
The night was hot and black
(...)
Oh let the damn day break
The rainy days always make me sad
Nick Cave*
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Friday, February 15, 2013
All my life I failed to see
One good thing standing in front of me
(...)
Help me, help me, help me, baby, reach down and collect me
Nick Cave*
Friday, February 08, 2013
Jesus makes the flowers grow all around the scene of her collision
There's some cat on the saxophone
Laying down a litany of excuses
(...)
She lives in some forgotten song
And moves like she is zombie-strong
Breathes steady as the pendulum keeps swinging
Nick Cave*
Sunday, January 27, 2013
a ten ton catastrophe on a 60 pound chain*
Vi o meu morto. Não fui capaz de ignorar a certidão de óbito, seria hipócrita e insensato.
(Num acto reflexo as lágrimas caíram sem que me desse conta)
*Nick Cave
(Num acto reflexo as lágrimas caíram sem que me desse conta)
*Nick Cave
Monday, January 14, 2013
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