Um deserto de ideias, mantido por um cérebro composto apenas por alguns grãos de areia.
31 maio, 2009
Elderly Woman
I seem to recognize your face
Haunting, familiar, yet I can't seem to place it
Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name
Lifetimes are catching up with me
All these changes taking place, I wish I'd seen the place
But no one's ever taken me
Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
I swear I recognize your breath
Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising
Me, you wouldn't recall, for I'm not my former
It's hard when, you're stuck upon the shelf
I changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate
Perhaps that's what no one wants to see...
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Adoro essa música! Uma das minhas preferidas...
Em Agosto, hand in hand.
A.*
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