(A fallen time that's bygone A crude elite that's from a distant zone You turn a blind eye on what's "brave You don't know if It's the truth you told
Anger looks on the quiet dreaming Seals the sense incandescent ones
Hold back desire for danger A bet you lose, you'll have no way to turn I see the man who lives and breathes corruption Into a circle that you call you own
Don't run away, from the pain, A claim that you deal with A power game, from within, Impossible for you to see this
Laid down the laws of deceit The ones who cherish are the ones who'll go Into the ashes of a tortured world Only in mind's eye can you see a light
Harmony break, dark awakes, in old eyes The trouble, feel it Here to stay, mark the way, Improvise the judgment hearing
Anger looks on the quiet dreaming Seals the scenes incandescent ones All remains of the glowing embers is a bleak cold irrelevance)
I wonder how winter will be With a spring that I shall never see I wonder how night will be With a day that I shall never see I wonder how life will be With a light that I shall never see I wonder how life will be With a spring that I shall never see I wonder how winter will be With a pain that lasts eternally In every night there's a different black In every night I wish that I was back To the time when I rode Through the forests of old In every winter there's a different cold In every winter I feel so old So very old as the night So very old as the dreadful cold I wonder how life will be With a death that I shall never see I wonder why life must be A life that lasts eternally I wonder how life will be With a death that I shall never see I wonder why life must be A life that lasts eternally
He won the lottery when he was born Took his mothers white breast to his tongue Trained like dogs color and smell Walks by me to get to him Police man Police man He won the lottery by being born Big hand slapped a white male American Do no wrong so clean cut Dirty his hands it comes right off Police man Police man Police stopped my brother, again Police stopped my brother, again Police stopped my brother, again Police man Jesus greets me, looks just like me Do no wrong so clean cut Dirty his hands, it comes right off Police man Police man Police man Police stopped my brother again Police stopped my brother again Police stopped my brother again Police man Police man Police stopped my brother again Police stopped my brother again Police stopped my brother again Police man Police man Police man E ah e ah e ah All my pieces set me free, human devices set me free All my pieces set me free All my pieces set me free Human devices set me free Human devices set me free All my pieces set me free All my pieces set me free Human devices set me free Human devices set me free
"Don't believe what you hear Don't believe what you see If you just close your eyes You can feel the enemy When I first met you girl You had fire in your soul What happened your face of melting in snow? Now it looks like this And you can swallow Or you can spit You can throw it up Or choke on it And you can dream So dream out loud You know that your time is coming 'round So don't let the bastards grind you down No, nothing makes sense Nothing seems to fit I know you'd hit out If you only knew who to hit And I'd join the movement If there was one I could believe in Yeah I'd break bread and wine If there was a church I could receive in 'Cause I need it now To take the cup To fill it up To drink it slow I can't let you go I must be an acrobat To talk like this And act like that And you can dream So dream out loud And don't let the bastards grind you down Oh, it hurts baby What are we going to do? Now it's all been said No new ideas in the house and every book has been read And I must be an acrobat To talk like this And act like that And you can dream So dream out loud And you can find Your own way out And you can build And I can will And you can call I can't wait until You can stash And you can seize Responsibilities And I can love And I can love And I know that the tide is turning 'round So don't let the bastards grind you down"
...o que jamais esquecerei, tendo dado a volta, pelo adeus, ao bom dia. (Oh, yeah! It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky. The universe exploded 'cause of one man's lie. Look, I gotta go, yeah I'm running outta change. There's a lot of things, if I could I'd rearrange).
Porém, sinto-lhes a falta, dos dias de labirinto. Do, ao provar-me finito, saber a infinito. Foram dias de segredos, de iniciações, de mudanças de pele. Foram Anos de Serpente
Obrigadinho, /i, pelo trabalhinho matinal. Ficaram-me, hoje, mais três, embora tenha, cá dentro e num disco externo, os riscos do álbum todo. Usei, como critério, a leitura da pele de galinha, qual Áugure.
...o que jamais esquecerei, tendo dado a volta, pelo adeus, ao bom dia ("Those days run away like horses over the hill"). Porém, sinto-lhes a falta, dos dias de labirinto. Do, ao provar-me finito, saber a infinito. Foram dias de segredos, de iniciações, de mudanças de pele. Foram Anos de Serpente.
Agradeço, ao Júlio, pela, "gostosa", recordação. Zooropa foi, talvez, um dos meus três, quatro, "LP´s" de Formação.
Dirty Day
"I don't know you And you don't know the half of it I had a starring role I was the bad guy who walked out They said be careful where you aim 'Cause where you aim you just might hit You can hold onto something so tight You've already lost it Dragging me down That's not the way it used to be You can't even remember What I'm trying to forget It was a dirty day Dirty day You're looking for explanations I don't even understand If you need someone to blame Throw a rock in the air You'll hit someone guilty From father to son In one life has begun A work that's never done Father to son Get it right There's no blood thicker than ink Hear what I say Nothing's as simple as you think Wake up Some things you can't get around I'm in you More so when they put me in the ground These days, days, days run away like horses over the hill"
Registando elevações ou depressões com seus rios ou afluentes que umas vezes transbordam, outras, parecem ressequidos e/ou cansados de intempéries...
Não há pressa em avistar o mar. Não há pressa que o sol brilhe, nem que a lua, iluminada por ele, surja no seu bailado feiticeiro.
Assim vai a história construindo-se de pequeníssimas estorietas, reparo. Parece que o sonho partiu e quer abalroar-nos de vazio ou absorver-nos em poeira. Cegando-nos, devagarinho e querendo-nos emburrecer, perdemo-nos do ideal de cada vida nossa.
Qual ideal???...
Quero sacudir-me... Se puder, deixar-me ser! Como Exemplo, como Maior, como Mãe, como Humano.
Entusiasmar por pequeninos acontecimentos, sorrir até os cantos da boca me doerem, fazer projectos, e, se puder, cumpri-los...
Viajar, abraçar gente que gosto, sem precisar de dizer que a amo.
Correr avançando degraus. Sentir-me num corpo sem idade.
Não precisar explicar com palavras o que canta o coração, mas, e, se puder, compreendê-lo.
