"In My Tree"

Up here in my tree, yeah

Newspapers matter not to me, yeah

No more crowbars to my head, yea

Hi'm trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah

Wave to all my friends, yeah

They don't seem to notice me, no

All their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh

Sidewalk cigarettes and scenes, (tem-pted)

Up here so high i start to shake

Up here so high the sky i scrape

I'm so high i hold just one breath here within my chest

Just like innocence

(eddie's down in his home)

(oh, the blue sky it's his home)

(eddie's blue sky home)

(oh, the blue sky it's his home)

I remember when, yeah

I swore i knew everything, oh yeah

Let's say knowledge is a tree, yea

Hit's growing up just like me, yeah

I'm so light the wind he shakes

I'm so high the sky i scrape

I'm so light i hold just one breath and go back to my nest

Sleep with innocence...

Up here so high the boughs they breakup here so high the sky i scrape

Had my eyes peeled both wide open, and i got a glimpse

Of my innocence... got back my inner sense...

Baby got it, still got it

Pearl Jam

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Copiando e colando vais vivendo
A idílica vida que sonhada não será realidade.
Atrás de frases calcadas e sofridas,
Vai, foge e esconde-te!
Veste o fato de quem sofreu e andou
Que mascara a cruel intenção,
De filosofo sem pensamento,
De homem sem conhecimento,
De dor sem sofrimento.
Mas vai! Aproveita e aprende,
Se não com experiência passada
Vai pela experiência lida e ouvida num canto qualquer,
Se para viver e sentires sangue jorrar
Necessitas de feridas mal abertas que não doem…
Afoga remorsos com a farpela bem tratada da auto compaixão,
Vai bebendo o ar forçado, de piedade recheado,
Alimentando a tua razão.
Contamina a grande roda envolvente
Agarrando o indigente faminto de ilusão,
E no fim, dá-lhe a tua lúbrica mão…

Quando há iluminados que põe em palavras o que sentimos e queremos dizer…

Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else’s words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was starring straight into to the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and seeds of change were planted

Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight… into the shining sun.

Pink Floyd, Coming back to life

I am mine

The selfish, they're all standing in line
Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time
Me, I figure as each breath goes by
I only own my mind
The North is to South what the clock is to time
There's east and there's west and there's everywhere life
I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in between is mine

I am mine

And the feeling, it gets left behind
All the innocence lost at one time
Significant, behind the eyes
There's no need to hide
We're safe tonight

The ocean is full 'cause everyone's crying
The full moon is looking for friends at high tide
The sorrow grows bigger when the sorrow's denied
I only know my mind

I am mine

And the meaning, it gets left behind
All the innocents lost at one time
Significant, behind the eyes
There's no need to hide
We're safe tonight
And the feelings that get left behind
All the innocents broken with lies
Significance, between the lines
(We may need to hide)
And the meanings that get left behind
All the innocents lost at one time
We're all different behind the eyes
There's no need to hide

Era uma vez,

...

Ciclo

Ciclo de Vida ciclónico
Que gira mas não vira
Se esbarra e bate, sempre sem parar.
Este cenário de cenas tristes
Em que fico tonta de tanto rodar,
Onde o chão me foge dos pés frios e brancos.
Não reparo no tempo que me bate frio na cara
E me deixa os olhos molhados e doridos, inchados...
Tudo passa e sem ver nada tenho memória de tudo.
Quero mostrar o quanto te odeio,
Por isso vou girar até estares tonta
E te esqueceres de mim, me deixares em paz,
Irás abrir o ciclo e a girar vais cuspir-me para o nada, o silencio,
E então,
Serei feliz!