13/11/2005 22:50 E o ôNiBuS azul parou, entrei; e o ÔnIbUs azul partiu. A cidade silenciou, a rádio gritou. A cidade mergulhou no caos quieto, sorrateiro e quando pensei que havia sobrevivido a toda aquela loucura, quando pensei que havia permanecido vitorioso em minha sanidade inabalável, quis sentir o gosto do sangue, o odor dos corpos, beijos da violência animal, vermes no Alimento Divino e então percebi que talvez eu não seja tão são assim................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ ... . ...... ... . . . . ... . A propósito....... na ({^R á D i O~]]: CRAZY [Seal traz música ao mundo, a musa a transforma em poesia] In a church, by the face He talks about the people going under Only child know A man decides after seventy years That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door While those around him criticize and sleep And through a fractal on a breaking wall I see you my friend, and touch your face again Miracles will happen as we speak But we're never gonna survive, unless We get a little crazy No we're never gonna survive, unless We are a little crazy... ...yellow people walking through my head One of them's got a gun, to shoot the other one And yet together they were friends at school Ohh, get it, get it, get it, get it no no! If all were there when we first took the pill Then maybe, then maybe, then maybe, then maybe Miracles will happen as we speak But we're never gonna survive unless We get a little crazy No we're never gonna survive unless We are a little Crazy No no, never survive, unless we get a little bit In a sky full of people, only some want to fly Isn't that crazy? In a world full of people, only some want to fly Isn't that crazy? Crazy In a heaven of people there's only some want to fly Ain't that crazy? Oh babe, oh darlin In a world full of people there's only some want to fly Isn't that crazy? And then you see things The size Of which you've never known before They'll break it Someday Only child know Them things The size Of which you've never known before Someday... enviada por dRiGo Feed: Seja avisado quando este blog for atualizado :: (O que é isso?)