Monday, September 26

On Rainy Days Swimming in the Sound



Things aren't quite as they
seem inside my domain
You wonder why I come here
With head to my hands
Where else can I be cured and
The king of your mansion
As long as there's no regrets
I'll be here when the ride stops
A thorn in your side
Come ease my mind
For my prayers have not been
Answered in a long time
These comforts to me
And these crosses to bear
With which we live
Just around the corner,
Half a mile to heaven.


Zangámo-nos com a areia...
e tivemos de regressar.


so long, Fuzeta..

3 Teardrops:

Blogger s said...

regressaste?... Eu não... eu ainda lá continuo, apenas ainda não sei disso...

Essa ftg... demorei maia hora a reconhecê-la ;) .

3:40 PM, September 27, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bonito zangares-te com a areia, com o mar é que nunca!!! Que magia tem a Fuzeta para deixar tanta saudade?

11:39 PM, October 05, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Eu sei: Tem o mar, tem as estrelas tem o isolamento do mundo exterior, tem o contacto autêntico com a natureza: haverá melhor maravilha do que acordar "right on the beach"? Não admira o teu amor incondicional por esse paraíso encontrado (não perdido)Um beijo avó

2:45 AM, October 07, 2005  

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