sexta-feira, 17 de outubro de 2008

"the rest is just a dream"

Sometimes I think my moment is this: the dream is over.
-and sometimes I will find a way to dream it right back in, I know-
and the end of dream does undrape a reality that could be... delightfull
BUT... I kind of always thought the dream being over meant it was all over.
I'm thinking, I'm knowing... it's not.
I always felt we were
"on the edge of a beautifull thing"
and said
"so come on, let's stay here for a while"
we were not on the edge, back then,
we were ON THIS BEAUTIFULL THING.
I am fluttering around it, around the sight and smell of it, around the image stuck in the back of my mind.
can't really figure out if it's gone to the past,
if it's metamorphed in you, if it's just a different angle now.
a different angle of a different beautifull thing.
or just a different angle of THIS beautifull thing.

it's not unpleasent. it's alway a delight.
it's not denial, it's always a different proposal.
I don't really know what it is
(and a hard as rock part of me thinks you shouldn't be okay with this distance!)

the thing is...
we could be great, amazing friends.
except that...
I'm in love with you.

("It may be hard... but it IS simple")

don't (you, oh dear nobody) take this the wrong way... it's all good, it's always good

HOUSE OF CARDS
(radiohead)

I don’t want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
No matter how it ends
No matter how it starts

Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine

Fall off the table and get swept under

Denial, denial

The infrastructure will collapse
From voltage spikes
Put your keys in the bowl
Kiss your husband goodnight

Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine

Fall off the table and get swept under

Denial, denial
Denial, denial
(Your ears should be burning)
Denial, denial
(Your ears should be burning)


I hate not being around. however it is, just stick around

quarta-feira, 15 de outubro de 2008

life is crazy...

a música mais linda ja escrita para um travesti...
amor é amor. choro ouvindo isso.

Candy
(Iggy Pop)

It's a rainy afternoon
In 1990
The big city... geez its been 20 years-
Candy-you were so fine...

Beautiful beautiful
Girl from the north
You burned my heart
With a flickering torch
I had a dream that no one else could see
You gave me love for free

Candy, candy , candy I can't let you go
All my life you're haunting me
I love you so

Candy, candy , candy I can't let you go
Life is crazy
Candy baby

Yeah, well it hurt me real bad when you left
Hell...Im glad you got out
But... but I miss you!
I've had a hole in my heart
For so long
I've learned to fake it and
Just smile along (!)

Down on the street
Those men are all the same
I need a love
Not games
Not games

Candy, candy, candy I can't let you go
All my life youre haunting me
I loved you so
Candy, candy , candy I can't let you go
Life is crazy
I know baby
Candy baby


Candy, candy, candy I can't let you go
All my life youre haunting me
I loved you so

Candy candy candy
Life is crazy
Candy baby

Candy baby,
Candy, candy......



Preciso esquecer tudo o que você não sabe
arquear minhas vértebras em direções opostas
presentear minhas palavras ao mundo que é meu.
Meu mundo se angustia em si... um existencialismo disperso em tudo o que amo.

domingo, 5 de outubro de 2008

set aside

hate
love
hate
love

reappearences. It's like some sort of disease, I was never really able to fool myself anyway. So I'll try to keep this at bay. as you.
(and ignore the blast of one inch of skin touching)

but.... Sinatra kills me. just kills me. Or better: Cole Porter kills me, Sinatra's voice helps...

"I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear

Don't you know you fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin "

look away, pass the time, march on and breathe a different city air, see you around, until next time...
just one last thing, before I leave:
you couldn't, I'm guessing.... "stand right here, look me straight in the eye and say
THAT IT'S OVER NOW ?
we pay our debt sometime......"

run. I don't mind.