Porque os meus dias necessitam de uma banda-sonora que faça suportar algumas das angústias que os atravessam. Ou simplesmente porque o meu dia foi um daqueles dias que irei recordar mais tarde, e me lembrarei da música que estava a passar naquele infímo momento de felicidade inocente.
segunda-feira, abril 13, 2015
Last Light
Tunnels down, corridors
Sound of joy breathing
Bridges to nowhere
Sound of love leaving
Last light, first fall
To be born, to die alone
Earthquakes, hurricanes
White doves flying
Old feels, you’re home
To know what matters most
I'll keep you safe and sound
Keep you safe and sound
Keep you safe and sound
Safe and sound
Keep you safe and sound
Safe and sound
You never worship, you never worship your life. You never worship, you never worship your life. You never worship, you never worship your life. You never worship, you never worship your life.
You never worship, you never worship your life. You never worship, you never worship your life.
All the while you're standing still you're always in the past. You won't let the good times in, if you do, you make sure they won't last. Can't you see the lights they're shining to lead you back again? My heartbeats can be a silver lining, just listen well to them.
You never worship, you never worship your life. You never worship, you never worship your life.
Never worship your life.
All the while you're standing still you're always in the past. You won't let the good times in if you do you make sure they won't last. Can't you see the lights they're shining to lead you back again? My heartbeats can be a silver lining, just listen well to them.
They will worship, they will worship your life. They will worship, they will worship your life. They will worship, they will worship your life. They will worship, they will worship your life.