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25.5.06

Música é força..




Uma recente vida nova.
Sem estudos..
Só no sossego.
E ao som de MUITA música...

Pouquinho de Belle and Sebastian:

“I wrote a letter on a nothing day
I asked somebody “Could you send my letter away?”
“You are too young to put all of your hopes in just one envelope”
I said goodbye to someone that I love
It’s not just me, I tell you it’s the both of us
And it was hard
Like coming off the pills that you take to stay happy
Someone above has seen me do alright
Someone above is looking with a tender eye
Upon your face, you may think you’re alone but you may think again
If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy
They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered my ashes
On second thoughts I’d rather hang around and be there with my best friend
If she wants me...”

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