sexta-feira, 3 de agosto de 2012
Seasick
A little time after you leave
And the seaport wind blown cold
All these little quiet welcomes
Were gone without a single note
I rolled myself into my flannel coat
And made a house with steps in dry land
Washed and acquitted from this old world
Night and day now goes by in full length
And the sky endued in red
Unfolded in blue
And trembled with cold
One day back from the ride
And the sun will safely rise
The lonely lighthouse light
Drawed the whole destiny to me
As children needs a guide
That will never plan to steer clear
Some grown to be fearless sailors
And sail along with their detached dreams
I watched in silent hope and sighed
For the course of all those might-have-beens
And the sky envolved in light blue
Ended in yellow
And yelled in despair
One day back from the fall
And'll show how real is the ground
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