Watcha drinking?
Rum or whiskey?
Now won'tcha have a
Double with me?

                               We were mysterious

                               I was so serious

                                                                   I'm sorry I'm a little late
                                                             You know the stripes on a tiger
                                                                    Are hard to change

      I know this world feels
      Like an empty stage

                                       I'll never forget you
                                      Always remember me

                                                                   We just got swallowed up
                                                                   You know I didn't forget you
                                                                    We just got swallowed up

Well, we just got swallowed up
But you love that I didn't forget you
We just got swallowed up
By the whole damn world

                                                    Watcha thinking?
                                                    Did you miss me?

P.S.: Música roubadinha - ouvi, gostei, voltei a ouvir, e roubei.  Encontrei-a aqui, num Doce Sussurro. It's funny how it fits, doesn't it?

Make our escape, you’re my own papillon.
The world turns too fast, feel love before it’s gone.
It kicks like a sleep twitch!
My papillon, feel love when it’s shone.

It kicks like a sleep twitch!

Darling, just don’t put down your guns yet,
if there really was a God here,
He’d have raised a hand by now.

Now darling, you’ll both get old and die here,
well that’s quite enough for me,
we’ll find our own way home somehow.

No sense of doubt, of what you can achieve.
Well I’ve found you out, I’ve seen the life you wish to lead.
And well it kicks like a sleep twitch!
You will choke, choke on the air you try to breathe.

It kicks like a sleep twitch!

Enemy of mine, I'll fuck you like the devil. Violent inside, beautiful and evil. I'm a ghost. Your an angel. One that was saved... just remains of an age.

Lost in a day dream, what do you see? If looking for Jesus, get on your knees!

Enemy of mine, I'm just a stranger in a strange land. Running out of time, better go, go, go! Angel or a demon, it came from my soul, I'm guilty of treason, a vaticans son. Tonight...

Angels coming... everybody run... everybody run
You wanna live forever tonight... gonna live forever. Tonight...

Roubadinha ao Joshua ;)

... fabuloso. A música, a letra... os coros, os arranjos... coloco-a aqui, para nos deliciarmos com cada pormenor... cada detalhe. E para voltarmos a ouvir... a sentir.

Encontrei esta música - ou encontrou-me ela a mim - ontem à noite, num blogue que já seguia mesmo antes de ter conta no blogger... um blogue cheio de personalidade, tal como a dona, e bom gosto: Vinte e Um Gramas. São estes blogues que sustêm a blogosfera. Disso tenho agora a certeza.

I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you

Acordei com frio.  O que não é muito bom sinal. Senti dificuldades em respirar durante toda a noite. Alergias, talvez. Logo de manhã, senti a garganta dorida - consequência  mais do que natural. Acordei sem energia.

Arrastei-me toda a manhã.  Estava decidida a ir para casa à hora de almoço e não voltar sequer à tarde. Passei novamente pelos blogues - procurava o ânimo que logo de manhã não senti, mas o ânimo continua o mesmo -  lembrei-me de passar no Shiuuuu. Esbarrei com esta música - mais uma que vem para aqui roubada - tal como a de ontem, que roubei ao Gajo. O universo, karma, destino...whatever. Há coisas que sentimos que acontecem porque teve mesmo que acontecer. Porque não havia outra forma, outro caminho. Palavras do Gajo, em resposta às minhas. Como sinto que tudo está relacionado, tinha de as colocar aqui. Porque esta música bateu-me tanto como a dele. Porque estas coisas batem-me, assim.

Pergunto-me, que teias são estas que o universo tece - fios invisíveis, no entanto fortes, tão fortes, nos quais balançamos?

Wake up one morning you realize
Your life is one big compromise
Stuck in the job you swore
Was only temporary

Feel like the world is passing you by
Never done all the things you were here to try
Stuck in one place, got a pain in your face
From all your stressing out

You ask yourself there's got to be more
Than what I'm living for
You ask yourself there's got to be something else
Something more, more, more

Well, let the sun shine on your face
And don't let your life go to waste
Now is the time, got to make up your mind
Let it shine on you, let it shine on you

Feel like there's nothing, nowhere to go
You try and fight but you can't let go
Roll the pain, got so much to gain
Now is the time

You ask yourself there's got to be something else
Something more, more, more...

 

Show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream he said
The one that makes me laugh he said
And threw his arms around my neck
Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I'll run away with you
I'll run away with you

Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed his face and kissed his head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had
To make him glow
Why are you so far away? he said
Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you
That I'm in love with you

You, soft and only
You, lost and lonely
You, strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You're just like a dream
You're just like a dream

Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe his name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only boy I loved
And drowned him deep inside of me

You, soft and only
You, lost and lonely
You, just like heaven

You, soft and only
You, lost and lonely
You, just like heaven

...and show you things that words can't do.

Queria ter aquela casa na praia. Aquela, sem vizinhos por perto. Acordar todos os dias, olhar em frente, e ter ali o mar. Perder o olhar no horizonte todas as manhãs. Perder-me contigo. Todos os dias.

Hoje, quero aquela casa à hora de almoço. Quero-te lá. Quero-te.

[Já não é a primeira vez que roubo uma musiquinha da playlist do Shiuuuu. E esta, para dizer a verdade, roubei-a três vezes.]

Sim, eu que gosto desta coisa de categorias, lembrei-me de criar mais uma : música roubadinha. Tal como o nome indica, é música que encontro noutros blogues; música já conhecida, ou então não. Pura e simplesmente, vem de lá, roubadinha para aqui. Esta, roubei-a ao lovenox, no blogue Músicas do Mundo.

 P.S. E o vídeo está lindíssimo.