Então qual escolha seria
Até o fim dos dias
Até o fim da casa
Para janelas e portas fechadas
A tua mão é falha
O passo e o tiro no chão
Fim de cada precipício
Aqueles que nos dá a mão
A paixão definha
Teu movimento, uma nova corrosão
O braço que se desfez
Numa guerra de xadrez
Pra que uma promessa
Para a rainha engatilhada?
Teu olhar passa incerto
Como um blefe em céu eterno
O dia que virá agora
Na hora em que tiver que ser
Teu amor é uma mentira
Até a hora que o choro ceder
Eu não contarei com a tua face agora
A máquina da próxima jogada
Emboscada para morrer de amor
A paixão definha
Teu movimento, minha nova corrosão
Lapso de razão que se vai pela margem
Então
quarta-feira, 2 de março de 2011
segunda-feira, 22 de novembro de 2010
Three Letters
I protect every sound
The ups and downs of tongue
It's arrogant pronounce
Confortably disturbing in home
And everytime I remember the actuals facts
I wish I could build my own truth
Unchanging, extremely effective
And warmly protecting too
I gave up from saving their lines
Once someone else is spelling'em out loud
I'd never believe someday I would be
So hesitating in just saying
That three stupid letters again
Then how to read the morning headlines
When details leads to a personal decline
To measure the mistake is not usual anymore
Let it go on like it did so many times before
Here, darkness never was so sure
So safe, as soft as ignorance is sometimes
For all those who knows the cure
Allowing what they call peaceful mind
(The prettiest lie)
I gave up from keeping their lines
Once someone else is screaming'em out loud
I'd never believe someday I could be
So resistant in condescend
To that three stupid letters again
Far, cry, die
For, not, got
Too, you
sábado, 20 de novembro de 2010
Dear John
Dear John, look at me
I won't tell my friends
Stupid friends and lovers
This look is just another
As tongues and hands
Though is much more than thisDear John, your case is dark
Room full of summers and springs
Colorful sadness and passion
A happy meaning for deception
That's all your love brings
Which I take very good care
Your bright eyes
Your charming lips
Your sweet cries
Your soft skin
A wonderland
Dear John, tell me
Go take my heart back
It's a fact you're doomed
Slow dancing on the ashes of the room
Listening to what we have not said
Your dark hair
Your red cheeks
Your strong backsYour soft hips
I long for you to stay here
Surviving in my atmosphere
Wherever you go, you say
For the chase or the embrace
You would be...
sábado, 13 de novembro de 2010
Turn it Off
I said I can't cease
Your seventeen years old pain
Or put illusion at ease
And make the way of your hands
You're becoming like
Every million years old sea
A every second landslide
Above things you'll ever be blind to see
Your will is not my choice
And my answer is only mine
My unfortune echoing voice
Or the trigger pulled right
I'm strong and breathing
Unbelievable inflectiving
Ultimately sceptical
Extremamely up
Happily down
The end is lost
So why can't I turn it off?
I said I won't enjoy
Your threated days of grace
Or pretend the joy
Of being buried in selfish daze
You're not the feel
Just the vibrations in my paper wall
The sweetest kind of fuel
Always likely to fulfill times like now
I'm clear and determinated
Sometimes even overrated
Undoubtedly aware
So condescendent
Adaptable to anywhere
Nothing to die for or of
So why can't I turn it off?
So what to do
With low notes sounding
like a hurricane?
So what to do
When you can't turn it off?
Your seventeen years old pain
Or put illusion at ease
And make the way of your hands
You're becoming like
Every million years old sea
A every second landslide
Above things you'll ever be blind to see
Your will is not my choice
And my answer is only mine
My unfortune echoing voice
Or the trigger pulled right
I'm strong and breathing
Unbelievable inflectiving
Ultimately sceptical
Extremamely up
Happily down
The end is lost
So why can't I turn it off?
I said I won't enjoy
Your threated days of grace
Or pretend the joy
Of being buried in selfish daze
You're not the feel
Just the vibrations in my paper wall
The sweetest kind of fuel
Always likely to fulfill times like now
I'm clear and determinated
Sometimes even overrated
Undoubtedly aware
So condescendent
Adaptable to anywhere
Nothing to die for or of
So why can't I turn it off?
So what to do
With low notes sounding
like a hurricane?
So what to do
When you can't turn it off?
segunda-feira, 6 de setembro de 2010
Suffocated
Lying in the edge of deception
You choose to move on and fall in me
Manacles made for blind passion
Baby, I hate the way your heart beat
If the skin has to bleed, sure it will
As you pretend you can't feel a thing
Cloudy freedom, screams won't heal
A red river that never would drain in
Day after day
All your light remains unappreciated
Day after day
Anything more, though you're suffocated
Day after day
Any other like today
It's not like being in love at all
It's not even a trial to lose yourself
But you choose to walk and fall
And pick the rotten apple of the shelf
So the rotten feelings may arise
Day after day
Compassion and clarity can be afraid
Day after day
The last words were suffocated
Day after day
In the end we'll all see
After all the endeavor and prays
All the bitterness and wait
How long would you breathe
In this poisoned atmosphere?
How long would it take
Until we're suffocated?
You choose to move on and fall in me
Manacles made for blind passion
Baby, I hate the way your heart beat
If the skin has to bleed, sure it will
As you pretend you can't feel a thing
Cloudy freedom, screams won't heal
A red river that never would drain in
Day after day
All your light remains unappreciated
Day after day
Anything more, though you're suffocated
Day after day
Any other like today
It's not like being in love at all
It's not even a trial to lose yourself
But you choose to walk and fall
And pick the rotten apple of the shelf
So the rotten feelings may arise
Day after day
Compassion and clarity can be afraid
Day after day
The last words were suffocated
Day after day
In the end we'll all see
After all the endeavor and prays
All the bitterness and wait
How long would you breathe
In this poisoned atmosphere?
How long would it take
Until we're suffocated?
sábado, 21 de agosto de 2010
Unrosing
If all the love couldn't save
Why are you wandering outside?
So much to kill in a single day
And it's hard to change the mind
This is an endless road
As an endless nightmare
Everything we learn to know
In a stranger's bed
It's been a long time for you
It was a long time for me
And it's a tough time for everyone
But unrosing is never easy
It's been forever and a day
It's been an eternity since here
It'd be the death for someone
But now I'm just unrosing, dear
"Another day like today"
For you this is an ordinary coma
And your vows keeps undecided
Never could last in a drama
So, it's a ticket to suicide
No one else'd hear your soul
No one else'd hear your voice
Feelings turns week and cold
But the memory is a choice
Would I put my mind in submission
And my life in a nightrain line?
For another case of superstition
Because you need to hear a cry
You can clean the mess again
But the dirt will be the same
Bet a broken record would say more
Though you won't be told anymore
Easily loved, easily brought
Time was a bless, but now is old
Your demons feeds your glory
And your glory shut them all
And still you ruin our illusions
With screams against the wall
[High in your home on river
All I never known is here
The storm brought the truth
Then, let it go to drift]
Why are you wandering outside?
So much to kill in a single day
And it's hard to change the mind
This is an endless road
As an endless nightmare
Everything we learn to know
In a stranger's bed
It's been a long time for you
It was a long time for me
And it's a tough time for everyone
But unrosing is never easy
It's been forever and a day
It's been an eternity since here
It'd be the death for someone
But now I'm just unrosing, dear
"Another day like today"
For you this is an ordinary coma
And your vows keeps undecided
Never could last in a drama
So, it's a ticket to suicide
No one else'd hear your soul
No one else'd hear your voice
Feelings turns week and cold
But the memory is a choice
Would I put my mind in submission
And my life in a nightrain line?
For another case of superstition
Because you need to hear a cry
You can clean the mess again
But the dirt will be the same
Bet a broken record would say more
Though you won't be told anymore
Easily loved, easily brought
Time was a bless, but now is old
Your demons feeds your glory
And your glory shut them all
And still you ruin our illusions
With screams against the wall
[High in your home on river
All I never known is here
The storm brought the truth
Then, let it go to drift]
quarta-feira, 11 de agosto de 2010
Eternity
Laces and prays, there were mine
At the time I waited for the sun
I laid down my eyes on time
Like if serenity was a real fun
One step leads to edge
One word leads to reality
Misery and love, your holding hands
Are holding me at the start
The most predictable end
When I know this ain't too far
Even if I don't get there
Even if I get sick
Even if I lose my sanity
Even if there's no hope
I will
Poems and pens, I'll breathe
In a higher and safe home
I'll laid down my guns here
To wait for the insecurity be gone
One bless is disappointing
One mistake is clearity
Even if I die in the same place
Even if I'm unable to forgive
Even if I lose my faith
Even if there's no chance
I will stay here
And in all the lost senses
Every castle of memories
I respect my fences
And all it's misery
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