Rumo ao sol

Viagem à vista...
Brasília e seus sóis, e com amigos melhor ainda...
Sem medo de invadir e protestar.
Novamente a caravana vai seguir seu rumo pró ativismo sindical.
Pró greve.
Sempre.
Até melhorar...

Enquanto isso na cidade cinzenta, trens em velocidade passando...

High Speed Train
(R.e.m.)

"....
I jump on a high speed train
I'll never look back again
I flail like the antelope
Who jumped from the building

I jump on a high speed train
I'll never look back againTo Berlin, Kyoto or Marseilles
I'd go anywhere for you

And that's what I always knew
I'd like to have hung the moon.
I'd wrestle you for a spoon inside your sleeping bag.
Just us.
No war.
No hate.
No past.
It's real.
I'm here.
I'm yours.
I'm fast.
I'm long in the eye
I cry when I try
I just want to fly
Just you and I, together..."
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