Brilha

Brando-médio que sou

E aquele anseio meio mole
É mais ou menos
Como andar-me a amputar
Se um dia eu o olho
Vou ter bem a noção
Que dá-me um pouco de gelo
E de sofreguidão
Quando ele diz:
Brilha. Brilha mais
De linda que é a ilusão do teu
brilhar no meu balanço.

(Márcia)

You Can't Be Told

Won’t you ride, and you can’t be told now,
You can’t be told now, you can’t be told
Won’t you ride, and you can’t be told now,
You can’t be told now, you can’t be told

Spent his whole life running
Trying to make it tomorrow
Seems like he was lonely
But he makes it stop
See hoe he ... see where it bends
Same destination, 6 feet in the ground

He go back like the sound
You can’t be told, you can’t be told
He go back like the sound
You can’t be told, you can’t be told

I ain’t trying to be nobody
But my past is here
I ain’t like you every’s...around
And I have nothing less
Yeah I gotta break the law
Break you free from these chains
I did some things, when that judge call my name

You start running, every day every night
You wanna ride...
You start running, every day every night
You wanna ride...

Won’t you ride, and you can’t be told now,
You can’t be told now, you can’t be told
Won’t you ride, and you can’t be told now,
You can’t be told now, you can’t be told.

(Valerie June)

Never Tear Us Apart

Don't ask me

What you know is true

Don't have to tell you

I love your precious heart

I, I was standing

You were there

Two worlds collided

And they could never tear us apart

We could live

For a thousand years

But if I hurt you

I'd make wine from your tears

I told you

That we could fly

'Cause we all have wings

But some of us don't know why

I, I was standing

You were there

Two worlds collided

And they could never ever tear us apart

(Best Youth)

In The Silence

(Ben Lee)

Sinister Purpose

(Southern Culture On The Skids)

Stone

I know you think I'm wrong, but I'm not your tour guide
Have a guess, I don't let you look inside

Cold
Dry
Stone

What makes you want to carve your initials in me?
Rained and weathered erasing hard to read
Find me distant, outwardly rough
obscene

Cold
Dry
Stone

Cold and dry, a Stone
Cold and dry, a Stone

I'm not a cornerstone in a palace for you
Time will bring your very own hard truth
Not to worry, ice covered rocks still move

Cold
Dry
Stone
Cold
Dry
Stone

(Alice In Chains)