Hoje passou uma música na radar que conseguiu despertar-me da dormência matinal que só costuma diluir-se depois de um passeio pelo ic19:
"Ain’t nobody’s love that can help me. You could answer my questions and show
your repentance, now that I’ve wasted my time, now I know more is less… I
guess I’ll choose the logic way. Next time you’ll have time to think why
love is a hard thing to keep, you’ll understand what I’m saying. I want to
know how you’re bringing me so down. So try not regain my attention because
it’s late for your useless redemption. I’ve wasted all my life and now my
heart is a mess. I’ll choose the tragic way, and then, I’ll have time to
think why foolish love is such a hard think to keep…"
:: 11.33
The Gift
1 comment:
não querias dizer "pelas ruas do ic19"? ;))
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