Fora de tempo...

Estar fora do tempo. Tentar inclusões. Respirar, e esperar. Ouvir, falar, guardar, acolher, amar... Sempre.

6.7.06

As armas


Armada.
Confusa.
E disposta a aproveitar últimos momentos de estragação.
E de novidades.
Porque o ciclo de estudos retorna..
Mas não vou baixar a guarda.

E a música do Kill Bill que não sai da cabeça:

Good night moon
(Shivaree)

"There's a nail in the door
And there's glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone...

There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor
And some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops

And I just can't stand
What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home
So goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won?t
be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon..."
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