Com um quê...


Quanto tempo?

O desejo de matar o irmão
Meia família, porque não?
Basta um simples toque num botão
Para perder a razão.

E se nada mais existe, nem loucura nem solidão,
Porquê continuar sozinho e triste no meio da confusão?
Dizes que o teu coração está com Deus e esse com o teu irmão.
Já não há mais nada que te ofereça a não ser a redenção.

Please take me to the place that I call home

Please take me to the place that I call home
Tell me that then I can be alone
Please take me by the hand
Tell me we'll meet tomorrow by the sand

You know I can't sleep
Because that memory of yours I want to keep
So I turn on the light
And the light fills my room in this night

And as for the bright day
You know they're full of keynotes by the end of May
We'll be seeing the solitude of a keystroke
A pursuit in an ink made stroke

Loving words in a tire swing
I swear that I don't know what you mean
There was no doubt in my mind
That there you were. You're too kind

I shout even louder
Climb that huge ladder
Up until your room, where I found a secret in my pocket
And I tell you with the speed of a rocket

I look at the moon
And it's light fills in my room
Like an old fashioned smile
Like it only took a little while




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