Azure Ray - November

November

So I'm waiting for this test to end
So these lighter days can soon begin
I'll be alone but maybe more carefree
Like a kite that floats so effortlessly
I was afraid to be alone
Now I'm scared thats how I'd like to be
All these faces none the same
How can there be so many personalities
So many lifeless empty hands
So many hearts in great demand
And now my sorrow seems so far away
Until I'm taken by these bolts of pain
But I turn them off and tuck them away
'till these rainy days that make them stay
And then I'll cry so hard to these sad songs
And the words still ring, once here now gone
And they echo through my head everyday
And I dont think they'll ever go away
Just like thinking of your childhood home
But we cant go back we're on our own
Oh,
But i'm about to give this one more shot
And find it in myself
I'll find it in myself
So were speeding towards that time of year
To the day that marks that you're not here
And i think I'll want to be alone
So please understand if I dont answer the phone
I'll just sit and stare at my deep blue walls
Until I can see nothing at all
Only particles some fast some slow
All my eyes can see is all I know
Ohh..
But I'm about to give this one more shot
And find it in myself
I'll find it in myself

Jogo sem regras

Dói-me imaginar-te assim...

perdido num jogo sem regras, sem poderes lançar os dados e definires um rumo que te leve para longe da dor que vejo em ti. Como o amanhã pode alterar a tua vida e olhares para ontem e não te veres lá...não te veres pelo menos como eu te via, como tu, consciente, te vias a ti mesmo. Como um dia pode modificar toda a nossa vida e nem vale a pena olhar para o relógio, o tempo não volta para trás, apenas existe porque a Terra tem que continuar a rodar em volta de si mesmo...tenho medo.

Tahiti 80

In My Arms

You said that always be a light
A guiding star in the night
It almost breaks my heart
To see how you tear yourself apart
(ups...não sei esta parte, ajudem-me...yup já sei)

And when i see you there
I wish i could hold you in my arms

I know your vision never change
You don´t see the need to rearrange
The things that wents wrong from the start
And still every time it breaks my heart

And when i see you there
I wish i could hold you in my arms

Outra versão...

- Gosto de ti...

- Eu é que gosto de ti.

- Naaa, eu é que gosto de ti.

- Oh!!! eu é que gosto de ti...

- Na na na na na na...eu é que gosto de ti.

- Ohhhh...nao nao...nao nao...eu é que gosto de ti.

(...)(...)

"You´re so close, I can feel you all around me..."

Percorreste-a com o teu olhar...
Definiste todas as suas curvas, notaste as linhas tonificadas que atravessavam o seu corpo...era como a estivesses a tocar, travando e acelerando sem deixares que a ânsia de quereres mais se instalasse...não, não querias parar, desejavas a cada toque visual que as linhas não tivessem fim. Podias pegar num lápis de carvão e defini-la numa tela...e assim foi, cada traço era desenhado com vigor, ganhando vida podias senti-la mais perto de ti. Empurraste o lápis para cima da mesa, rolou acabando por parar...os teus dedos começaram lentamente a tocá-la, "sentiste" as diferentes texturas da sua pele, sabias onde parava e onde iniciava outra aresta do seu corpo, conseguias "ver" todos os pequenos detalhes...sim, aqueles que a tornavam tão bela, que passavam despercebidos a olho nu mas que ficavam registados na tua memória por serem únicos, por a distinguirem de todas as outras.
Conheces todos os seus cantos...e não a conheces.

É bom, não é?

Fica sempre um pouco de perfume nas mãos de quem oferece rosas

(Sabedoria Chinesa)

É tão bom quando conseguimos provocar nos outros sensações diferentes e ao mesmo tempo tão especiais.

É bom, não é?

Caricaturas

Visitem este site de caricaturas Court Jones e divirtam-se.

Iron & Wine

Naked As We Came

She says "wake up, it's no use pretending"
I'll keep stealing, breathing her.
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes 'round the yard

She says "If I leave before you, darling
Don't you waste me in the ground"
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes round the yard

VS

Passing Afternoon

There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms

There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves

There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds

There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned

There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone

A Dança

“-Vamos dançar?
- Não sei dançar…
- Eu guio-te.”
Começou assim a dança que mudou a tua vida.
Pegou nas tuas mãos, apertou-as suavemente…arrepiaste-te? Eu sei, sentiste um frio na espinha…estavas a ser levada numa viagem que nem tu sabias que já tinha começado. Colou o teu corpo ao dele, o calor atravessava os teus poros, pudeste sentir as energias a fundirem-se numa só…estavas a dançar. Delicadamente acariciou-te a face fechando-te os olhos, fazendo com que apenas sentisses e decifrasses a mensagem que só os passos transmitiam…só vocês sabiam o que estava a ser dito, a ser sentido, a ser dançado. Ficaste horas sem perder o ritmo apenas sorrias cada vez mais, estavas feliz, estavas a dançar…aprendeste novamente a dançar. Há coisas que nunca se esquecem.
“- Obrigada.”

Bright Eyes

First Day of My Life
(I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning)

This is the first day of my life
Swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don't know where I am, don't know where I've been
But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I'd let you know
That these things take forever, I especially am slow
But I realized that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home

Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up

And you said, "This is the first day of my life.
I'm glad I didn't die before I met you.
But, now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy."

So if you wanna be with me
With these things there's no telling
We'll just have to wait and see
But I'd rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery

Besides, maybe this time it's different
I mean I really think you like me

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Na festa do Sr. de Matosinhos quando me dei conta estava a cantarolar:

"sensual, és tão sensual"

Aiiiiii, toca a ir embora isto ainda pega. Foi uma injecção de música pimba...cheguei musicalmente estourada a casa.

Seu Jorge VS David Bowie

Seu Jorge

Life on Mars
(cover David Bowie)

Quando as coisas do coração
Não conseguem compreender
O que mente não faz questão
E nem tem forças pra obedecer
Quantos sonhos já destrui
E deixei escapar das mãos
Se o futuro assim permitir
Não pretendo viver em vão

Meu amor não estamos sós
Tem um mundo a esperar por nós
No infinito do céu azul
Pode ter vida em Marte

Então, vem cá me dá a sua lingua
Então vem, eu quero abraçar você
Teu poder vem do sol
Minha medida
Então vem, vamos viver a vida
Então vem, senão eu vou perder quem sou
Vou querer me mudar para uma life on mars

Então, vem cá me dá a sua lingua
Então vem, senão eu vou perder quem sou
Seu poder vem do sol
Minha medida
Então vem, vamos viver a vida
Meu bem, senão eu vou perder quem sou
Vou querer me mudar para uma life on mars


David Bowie

Life on Mars

It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on Amerika's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?