Warm sun feed me up
And I'm leery loaded up
Loathing for a change
And I slip some boil away
Swallowed followed
Heavy about everything but my love
Swallowed sorrowed
I'm with everyone and yet notI'm with everyone and yet not
I'm with everyone and yet
Just wanted to be myself
Hey you said that you would love to try some
Hey you said you would love to die some
In the middle of a world on a fishhook
You're the wave
You're the wave
You're the wave
Swallowed borrowed
Heavy about everything but my love
Swallowed hollowed
Sharp about everyone but yourself
Swallowed oh no
I'm with everyone and yet notI'm with everyone and yet notI'm with everyone and you're not
I'm with everyone and yet
Piss on self-esteem
Forward Busted knee
Sick head blackened lungs
And I'm simple selfish son
Swallowed followed
Heavy about everything but my love
Swallowed oh no
I'm with everyone and yet notI'm with everyone and yet not
I'm with everyone and yet not
Got to get away from here
Got to get away from here
Got to get away from here
Got to get away from here
Existia uma terra, lá longe, no país dos sonhos. Era um limbo encantado, cheio de magos, rainhas e princesas. Debatiam-se ideias, livremente, em todo o lado: no jardim, no Ágora, no local das lições e das teorias sobre deuses. Um dia acordamos do sonho e apercebemo-nos que era surreal. Queríamos prolongar a felicidade de um sítio tão cheio de espaço para todos e então criamos logo uma legenda. Nasceu o Piquenique das Letras.
sexta-feira, 24 de setembro de 2010
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