domingo, novembro 20, 2005

Everlong

I want someone to feel the same atmosphere of this Foo Fighters´ song with:

Hello,
I've waited here for you
Everlong
Tonight I throw myself into
And out of the red out of her head, she sang

Come down and waste away with me
Down with me
Slow out you wanted it to be
Over my head, out of my head she sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you

If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when, she said

Breathe out, so I can breathe you in
Hold you in
And now,I know you've always been
Out of your head out of my head, I sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you

If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when, she said.

Play Dead

To play dead is a missing braveness act? There are somethings that i just can´t take...
I am confused! I am not used to deal with people that likes confusing me with their wishful thinkings! But, I must confess: I´ve confused some people before! Is is just that thing: You get what you give? Why don´t you play the game? Why?

domingo, novembro 13, 2005

I Miss You

Esse post é só pra dizer o quanto eu sinto saudades de algumas pessoas: Denis Uezu, Junior Arabori, Leo Yosa, Ricardo Maeda - todos amigos muito queridos pra mim!

terça-feira, novembro 01, 2005

Like A Rolling Stone

This post is for those ones who think that are above everyone and will never fade... for them, one little piece of this Bob Dylan's song:
" You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home,
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?"