Finally found a good use for a white pen.
You visit when I am listening to the Earth turn You ask me if I know your name I can smell the sweetness of the silence I wonder if your lips taste quite the same Sarah Slean, Glenn Gould Song
When you find yourself in the thick of it Help yourself to a bit of what is all around you Silly Girl. The Beatles
Now I guess you’ve all found a rhyme for Jesus, Even if you haven’t baby he still loves us Oh yeah idem
My hair’s too long but I look like Jesus Got my best boots on, nothing rhymes with Jesus Oh yeah Mark Owen (sim, esse mesmo), Killing Time
And no, you can't play that in this serious hall Only apes, wearing capes, get the curtain call. Parasol, Sarah Slean (imagem: The Sweepers and the Maestro, Sarah Slean)
I am every color of a comet's night I'm an open door to every stranger To every stranger I know I'll feel the most The fury vanishes as I'm shaking here You know I'll feel the most The fury vanishes as I'm shaking off my grave clothes Charlotte Martin, Grave Clothes
i think i'll be fine if i'm covered in wine nice to hate you and love you again
(Só me dás trabalho, tu!) no more labour i must sit and savour in the knots you're putting inside my stomach (...) come a little closer to the engine motor i can love you so i'll love you so well
Your palm sweat, it isn't all that i can handle.
i better not call back give me a quick slap maybe i'll slam my teeth on your heart better not obsess better not forget i'm rich as i'll ever be
how the sky breaks into what we should've formed and we are no cloud no sun and we're no rainbow that's sure and we're no heat no street just a vapour in the fog it's the same sad love song and it's all right all wrong and we're too weak too strong to cut the … Continue reading charlotte series I
My Invitation You are what they call the human season You are all the alphabet in one You are every colour of confusion You are all the silence I've become Love me for Stupid reasons I like those most Wide-eyed but Worth believing God knows Damn the angry voice that keeps us queit The editor … Continue reading convite…
Love yourself if you want Cry a bit laugh a lot Throw a stone take a plane Start again Give yourself a chance not a nosebleed Have a course meet your friends Visit space Say hello to someone For the road you need one Make yourself Cry a dream Choose a song So that your … Continue reading they do
Devido à falta de tempo e inspiração para escrever um post de jeito, deixo-vos com a Carlota Martins e uma canção que já ganhou estatuto de culto: I don’t think I like rejection of my little girl affections It’s not dope I’ve been crawling on the walls just hoping you will call while I’ve got … Continue reading i’m normal, please date me