In flames

Let us burn one from end to end,
And pass it over to me my friend.
Burn it long, but burn it slow,
To light me up before I go.

My choice is what I choose to do,
And if I'm causing no harm, it shouldn't bother you.

Your choice is who you choose to be,
And if you're causin' no harm, then you're alright with me.
Herb the gift from the earth,
And what's from the earth is of the greatest worth.
So before you knock it try it first,
Oh, you'll see it's a blessing and it's not a curse.

If you don't like my fire, then don't come around,
'cause I'm gonna burn one down.
Yes, I'm gonna burn one, oohhh

(Burn One Down, Ben Harper)

Sempre... o mesmo absurdo

Sempre os mesmos gestos
Sempre o mesmo olhar
Sempre os mesmos passos
Sempre o mesmo não estar
Sempre o mesmo estado
Sempre o mesmo perder
Sempre o mesmo lado
Sempre o mesmo dizer
Sempre a mesma estrada
Sempre o mesmo nada
Sempre o mesmo encontrar,pensar, deixar para trás
Talvez amanhã, pense outra vez
Sempre a mesma noite
Sempre o mesmo estar-bem
Sempre estar em grande
Sempre o mesmo ninguém
Sempre a mesma falta de cor e humor
Para parar e gritar:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!

(Fome demais, Toranja)

Often gone, late, hidden, crying and cold but not bent

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late.
And if I were a good man, I'd talk with you more often than I do.
If I were to sleep, I could dream.
If I were afraid, I could hide.
If I go insane, please don't put your wires in my brain.
If I were the moon, I'd be cool.
If I were a book, I would bend.
If I were a good man, I'd understand the spaces between friends.
If I were alone, I would cry.
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.
And if I go insane, will you still let me join in with the game?
If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late again.
If I were a good man, I'd talk to you more often than I do.

(If, Pink Floyd)

Take this ride!

Well we know where we're goin'
but we don't know where we've been
and we know what we're knowin'
but we can't say what we've seen

and we're not little children
and we know what we want
and the future is certain
give us time to work it out

we're on a road to nowhere
come on inside
takin' that ride to nowhere
we'll take that ride

i'm feelin' okay this mornin'
and you know,
we're on the road to paradise
here we go, here we go

(Talking Heads, Road to Nowhere)

Praise the "Lord"

Like the wings stolen from an angel
Like petals gone from a rose
Like a dove caught in a storm

Tonight [s]he's in the Lord's Arms

The wind it blew straight through us
And whispered to me in tongues
I was told I was wrong

Tonight [s]he would be in the Lord's Arms
Tonight [s]he is in the Lord's Arms

So I drinked this wine to him
With each glass of memory
He left with his crown of thornes

Tonight [s]he's in the Lord's Arms

(In The Lord's Arms, Ben Harper)

Where it all started =)

Mesmo que a vida mude os nossos sentidos
e o mundo nos leve pra longe de nós
e que um dia o tempo pareça perdido
e tudo se desfaça num gesto só

Eu vou guardar cada lugar teu
ancorado em cada lugar meu
e hoje apenas isso me faz acreditar
que eu vou chegar contigo
onde só chega quem não tem medo de naufragar

(Cada lugar teu, Mafalda Veiga)

I saw the light =)

With heavy breath, awakened regrets
back pages and days alone
that could have been spent... together
but we were miles apart...
every inch between us becomes light years now...

and wherever you've gone
and wherever we might go
it don't seem fair...today just disappeared
your light's reflected now, reflected from afar
we were but stones, your light made us stars

(Light Years, Pearl Jam)

Drifting...

Daydream, delusion, limousine, eyelash
Oh baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet-cakes and milkshakes
I'm delusion angel
I'm fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don't want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we're going
Latched in life
Like branches in a river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I'll carry you
You'll carry me
That's how it could be

(Vienna's street poet, Before Sunrise)