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:: quarta-feira, maio 21, 2003 ::
Aquela mesma vontade de ontem, apareceu hoje de novo, só que com o Morcheeba.
Blindfold
Three months in here
Can't catch the tears
Time never lands
Our love is all that stands now
Streets feel strange
And longer lives can never change
I'm so glad to have you
And it's getting worse
I'm so mad to love you
And you evil curse
I feel out of place
Just look at my face
Stuck in the mud
Knee-deep in blood girl
Eyes, blind fold
You never said I'm growing old
Tell them I've gone
And nothing's wrong
In from the past
A sudden blast bang
Spring has gone
And summer keeps on coming on
I'm so glad to have you
And it's getting worse
I'm so mad to love you
And your evil curse
I've a plan to save you from my misery
I'm a man to brave to follow history
:: Alexandre Sigolo 1:55 PM [+] ::
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:: terça-feira, maio 20, 2003 ::
Senti vontade de por uma musica do Ben Harper. Com endereço certo. Alias esses dias eu estava pensando, o Ben Harper sim deve ser um cara gente boa pra trocar uma idéia. Fazer aquele churrasco, "E ai Ben, firmeza? a picanha tá sangrando, vai ai?" ou falar das avarezas do mundo....sei lá foi só um pensamento.
You look like gold to me, and I'm not too blind to see.
Oh, you look like gold.
Said, you look like gold.
And you make me want to sing with all the joy you bring.
Oh, you look like gold.
Oh, you look like gold.
Like the rays down from the sun when a new day has just begun.
You look like gold.
You look like gold.
And now, look it 'cause, I've been fooled before,
But now I know,
I've made the mistake in the past,
But now, now I know the difference from the gold,
from the gold and the brass.
It's not the kind of gold that you wear but the kind that can feel my care.
Oh, yeah, you look like gold.
Oh, 'know you look like gold.
Some shine when the day is new but fade when the day is through.
But not you, you look like gold.
I said, you look like gold
Oh but, but I've been wrong before,
But now I know
I've made the mistake in the past,
But now, but now, I know,
Now I know, now I know,
Now I know the difference from the gold and the brass.
You look like gold to me, and now I'm, I'm down on bending knees.
Oh, you look like gold.
Oh, you look like gold.
And I just, I just want you to know,
To me you mean so, so, so much more than all the gold.
Oh, you look like gold.
Oh, you shall like gold.
Said, you look like gold.
From the gold and the brass.
:: Alexandre Sigolo 6:04 PM [+] ::
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