sábado, 30 de agosto de 2008

In Loving Memory

Thanks for all you've done
I've missed you for so long
I can't believe you're gone
You still live in me
I feel you in the wind
You guide me constantly
I've never knew what it was to be alone, no
Cause you were always there for me
You were always there waiting
And will come home and I miss your face so
Smiling down on me
I close my eyes to see
And I know, you're a part of me
And it's your song that sets me free
I sing it while I feel I can't hold on
I sing tonight cause it comforts me
I carry the things that remind me of you
In loving memory of
The one that was so true
Your were as kind as you could be
And even though you're gone
You still mean the world to me
I've never knew what it was to be alone, no
Cause you were always there for me
You were always there waiting
But now I come home and it's not the same, no
It feels empty and alone
I can't believe you're gone
And I know, you're a part of me
And it's your song that sets me free
I sing it while I feel I can't hold on
I sing tonight cause it comforts me
I'm glad he set you free from sorrow
I'll still love you more tomorrow
And you will be here with me still
And what you did you did with feeling
And You always found the meaning
And you always will
And you always will
And you always will
Ooo's
And I know, you're a part of me
And it's your song that sets me free
I sing it while I feel I can't hold on
I sing tonight cause it comforts me...

domingo, 17 de agosto de 2008

Pergunto-me, constantemente, o quão fortes são as leis do universo... e o porque de todas elas, principalmente.

Pergunto-me qual mal conduta tão extrema a pessoa tem que seguir para se ver, outrora, em situação tão desesperadora.

Pergunto-me, constantemente, o porque de se engolir tudo o que se diz; quem nunca passou por algo assim afinal de contas? Eu nunca farei isso, eu nunca farei aquilo, eu nunca não sei o que, e no final das contas a pessoa se vê fazendo exatamente o que, outrora, afirmou que jamais faria.

Pergunto-me, como todo ser com o mínimo de compaixão se pergunta, o porque de tantas desgraças mundo afora. Qual o motivo de se ligar a televisão, e só assistirmos atrocidades, pois, é claro, já virou moda banalizar os crimes mais horrendos possíveis, é claro.



Enfim... é, a coisa não ta boa, não.

segunda-feira, 4 de agosto de 2008