Mais aventuras

O grito de vez em quando vem de dentro.
E continua lá.

Vontade de gritar pelo bem, pelo mal, pela raiva contida, pelo sufoco dentro do peito.
E mesmo assim, nada libertará o que aqui se tranca.
Porque assim deve ser.
Porque nem tudo pode ser.

A verdade é que o que importa ainda é o mais importante..
Amar.
E vice-versa.

More adventurous
(Rilo Kiley)

"And it's only doubts that we're counting on fingers broken long ago.
I read with every broken heart, we should become more adventurous.
And if you banish me from your profits and if I get banished from the kingdom up above;
I'd sacrifice money and heaven, all for love.
Let me be loved! Let me be loved!

If my brain quits, well, I guess then that's just it.
And if my hands stop working, you can call me lazy.
And if I get pregnant, I guess I'll just have the baby.
Let it be loved! Let me be loved!

I've been trying to nod my head, but it's like I've got a broken neck.
Wanting to say 'I will' as my last testament...
For me to be saved and you to be brave, we don't have to walk down that aisle
'cause if marriage ain't enough,well, at least we'll be loved.

I've felt the wind on my cheek coming down from the eastand thought about how we are all as numerous as leaves on trees.
And maybe ours is the cause of all mankind:get loved, make more, try to stay alive."