Hoje, antes de vir para casa, deixei-me ficar no carro a ouvir música. O CD ao vivo dos The Gift na Aula Magna tem passado repetidamente como banda sonora oficial do meu carro. Acho que entrei nalgum momento de nostalgia…
Aqueles que têm de alguma forma acompanhado este blog sabem que gosto de brincar com as músicas. Por isso, quando entrei em casa, resolvi abrir a página dos senhores e dediquei-me a mais um dos meus delírios esquizofrénicos. Acho que o resultado faz pouco sentido para quem o ler. Faz muito sentido para mim, mas isso não vou revelar. Está algo longo, é um facto. Provavelmente algo cansativo. Mas será um desafio. Até porque podem sempre pegar no texto e reescrevê-lo. Pôr as músicas noutra ordem e ver a que resultados chegam. Uma coisa é quase certa, e como dizia ontem a Rena, o resultado será melancólico.
Aqui vos deixo então mais um fabulástico texto cujas palavras foram completamente roubadas a outras pessoas:
Aqueles que têm de alguma forma acompanhado este blog sabem que gosto de brincar com as músicas. Por isso, quando entrei em casa, resolvi abrir a página dos senhores e dediquei-me a mais um dos meus delírios esquizofrénicos. Acho que o resultado faz pouco sentido para quem o ler. Faz muito sentido para mim, mas isso não vou revelar. Está algo longo, é um facto. Provavelmente algo cansativo. Mas será um desafio. Até porque podem sempre pegar no texto e reescrevê-lo. Pôr as músicas noutra ordem e ver a que resultados chegam. Uma coisa é quase certa, e como dizia ontem a Rena, o resultado será melancólico.
Aqui vos deixo então mais um fabulástico texto cujas palavras foram completamente roubadas a outras pessoas:
"By the time you read these lines I’ll be gone.
Please stop, don’t walk, and don’t talk. This time I must be strong enough, but it’s not enough because it’s hard… I will raise my head up high and lift my voice high, with pride. And I try to be the only one with this melody in my head, but I think I hear this song somewhere. Look how it ends. See how it is. See the way it kills. Pain is not for me. How it pulls me back. Rain is not for me. It flows back. I need to go back home.
Next time you’ll have time to think why love is a hard thing to keep, you’ll understand what I’m saying. Guilty forever, now you’ve tasted it you won’t leave it, forever and ever. You won’t see me, you won’t miss me, and so you won’t see me falling.
Why I lie and cry, when you are still the same? Why I fight to have a smile, when we are still the same? Why I try to be disguise, try to justify, if you are still the same… Why we dance, tell me why, when things are not the same?
Why you did not try to find the answer? Why you didn’t try to simplify? It’s a chase for simplicity. Is it me? Is it us? Why do you feel bad now that I’m loving you? E é no silêncio que eu descubro os teus mistérios. Os olhos dizem o que vai no coração. Make me scream, I scream for you. Make me fly, I'm flying with you. Make me cry, I cry for you. Goodbye… it’s not the time to put me inside of you, outside of you … Maybe I will find you in another place. Maybe I will find you with somebody else. I try to kill those ghosts inside of me. That voice you've spoke is yelling in my ears. (And I don't believe in love fools) The words you wrote are putting me away. Queria fazer-te entender que as palavras pesam como os sentimentos. E é tão difícil ouvir sem sentir. I know that love was for somebody else.
You know I can let you go, you just know… And dark, and blue, and again.
This time I’ll make things right. This time I won’t look back, because time will not go back, so I’ll find myself this time. This time I’m not that innocent. I’m not that furious. Not so eloquent. This time I’m not so snivelling, not that evident. I’m not that innocent. This time I’m really not that patient… It happens when I don't believe the world around. It makes no sense when you forget and turn around. Am I good, am I bad? Did I fail? I know there were days that I left you when you needed me most, so please forgive me for the times that I made you cry.
Only one more time, are you near? Five minutes of love. Five minutes of hate. Five minutes I try to call your name. Five minutes of passion. And no one knows the right place to go. No meaning or just self-control maybe. So scream at the window and tell me that you’re near. And I wonder if you told me that… like in "Lost in Translation". Please do that! They look at those neon lights, the love on their face… And loving all life, loving or lie, just one more lie… because even if you break my heart and even if you make things wrong, you will always be the one, you will always be my love.
Lay down, here by my side. Lay down, I don't want to fake or hide. Lay down, here by my side. I'd like to have those eyes you want to kiss. I wish I had that voice you want to hear. (And I don't believe in love fools) This feeling is so hard that I can't speak. I wish you touch my hair when I'm asleep. (And I don't believe in love fools)
How could you leave this without saying goodbye, because you have a star that shines on my life? For once in a while you could care about me because your breath is still in me and your shape is still around and this shallow light won’t let me go, no…
Life sent to me signs to know how simple things matter. If I didn’t realize I'll try to do my best so I don’t fail this time. Not anymore. I guess this must be a kind of a modern love because I’ll love till the day that I die. Forever means ever. So I don't understand.
How many tears fell down from my eyes? How many fears grew up in my mind? A lie, at that time it was just a way to put us by the same side, we were more then 17. At that time a lie means a sacrifice, everybody knows why, but we were only… Again and again out of time, I know why we will say goodbye, everybody knows why and we were almost 21, and then, older now, still you wait for a lonely time, just to say to a normal guy: “My bed still empty, please let’s try.” You and I know. You and I tried. You and I ran leaving old stories far behind. And it feels good, and it's so warm having those eyes playing with me, myself and I.
I think I've been a fool. Oh, don't you think? All I've done now, all I've said, all I've read, it was for real. It was for real, but I know that dreams are just dreams. And I know that you're not what it used to be love.
Look at me. Here is my melody. It's not a symphony. Sounds like the end to me. Sounds like the time we spent. Sounds like the end... always end. Sounds like the time we kissed. Sounds like all good we missed. Sounds what it means to be. It's not a symphony. And every time I lay down in my bed and rest down my head I wait for the end. I don't know what I've yearned; don't know what I've expected ‘cause the end it's always the end.
Someday, somehow, somewhere stop breathing."
Please stop, don’t walk, and don’t talk. This time I must be strong enough, but it’s not enough because it’s hard… I will raise my head up high and lift my voice high, with pride. And I try to be the only one with this melody in my head, but I think I hear this song somewhere. Look how it ends. See how it is. See the way it kills. Pain is not for me. How it pulls me back. Rain is not for me. It flows back. I need to go back home.
Next time you’ll have time to think why love is a hard thing to keep, you’ll understand what I’m saying. Guilty forever, now you’ve tasted it you won’t leave it, forever and ever. You won’t see me, you won’t miss me, and so you won’t see me falling.
Why I lie and cry, when you are still the same? Why I fight to have a smile, when we are still the same? Why I try to be disguise, try to justify, if you are still the same… Why we dance, tell me why, when things are not the same?
Why you did not try to find the answer? Why you didn’t try to simplify? It’s a chase for simplicity. Is it me? Is it us? Why do you feel bad now that I’m loving you? E é no silêncio que eu descubro os teus mistérios. Os olhos dizem o que vai no coração. Make me scream, I scream for you. Make me fly, I'm flying with you. Make me cry, I cry for you. Goodbye… it’s not the time to put me inside of you, outside of you … Maybe I will find you in another place. Maybe I will find you with somebody else. I try to kill those ghosts inside of me. That voice you've spoke is yelling in my ears. (And I don't believe in love fools) The words you wrote are putting me away. Queria fazer-te entender que as palavras pesam como os sentimentos. E é tão difícil ouvir sem sentir. I know that love was for somebody else.
You know I can let you go, you just know… And dark, and blue, and again.
This time I’ll make things right. This time I won’t look back, because time will not go back, so I’ll find myself this time. This time I’m not that innocent. I’m not that furious. Not so eloquent. This time I’m not so snivelling, not that evident. I’m not that innocent. This time I’m really not that patient… It happens when I don't believe the world around. It makes no sense when you forget and turn around. Am I good, am I bad? Did I fail? I know there were days that I left you when you needed me most, so please forgive me for the times that I made you cry.
Only one more time, are you near? Five minutes of love. Five minutes of hate. Five minutes I try to call your name. Five minutes of passion. And no one knows the right place to go. No meaning or just self-control maybe. So scream at the window and tell me that you’re near. And I wonder if you told me that… like in "Lost in Translation". Please do that! They look at those neon lights, the love on their face… And loving all life, loving or lie, just one more lie… because even if you break my heart and even if you make things wrong, you will always be the one, you will always be my love.
Lay down, here by my side. Lay down, I don't want to fake or hide. Lay down, here by my side. I'd like to have those eyes you want to kiss. I wish I had that voice you want to hear. (And I don't believe in love fools) This feeling is so hard that I can't speak. I wish you touch my hair when I'm asleep. (And I don't believe in love fools)
How could you leave this without saying goodbye, because you have a star that shines on my life? For once in a while you could care about me because your breath is still in me and your shape is still around and this shallow light won’t let me go, no…
Life sent to me signs to know how simple things matter. If I didn’t realize I'll try to do my best so I don’t fail this time. Not anymore. I guess this must be a kind of a modern love because I’ll love till the day that I die. Forever means ever. So I don't understand.
How many tears fell down from my eyes? How many fears grew up in my mind? A lie, at that time it was just a way to put us by the same side, we were more then 17. At that time a lie means a sacrifice, everybody knows why, but we were only… Again and again out of time, I know why we will say goodbye, everybody knows why and we were almost 21, and then, older now, still you wait for a lonely time, just to say to a normal guy: “My bed still empty, please let’s try.” You and I know. You and I tried. You and I ran leaving old stories far behind. And it feels good, and it's so warm having those eyes playing with me, myself and I.
I think I've been a fool. Oh, don't you think? All I've done now, all I've said, all I've read, it was for real. It was for real, but I know that dreams are just dreams. And I know that you're not what it used to be love.
Look at me. Here is my melody. It's not a symphony. Sounds like the end to me. Sounds like the time we spent. Sounds like the end... always end. Sounds like the time we kissed. Sounds like all good we missed. Sounds what it means to be. It's not a symphony. And every time I lay down in my bed and rest down my head I wait for the end. I don't know what I've yearned; don't know what I've expected ‘cause the end it's always the end.
Someday, somehow, somewhere stop breathing."
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