Ouço a mesma música que se repete vezes e vezes sem conta,

Gosto de ouvir músicas que se repetem vezes e vezes sem conta,

Quando o faço, parece que o tempo pára e sou capaz de controlar a minha vida,

Até os meus olhos trairem a minha alma e observarem o relógio!

FINK. THIS IS THE THING.

todo o tipo de cores são precisas.

And today was supposed to be

Not just another day
Today was supposed to be
Not just another day
Today was supposed to be
Not just another day
Toady was supposed to be
Not just another day
It was supposed to be, today was supposed to be
And today

But if you think there's something else
Well you're right, there is
There's something else
But if you think I'm gonna tell you, think again
Why should I even think of telling you what there is
Yeah, 'cause silence is knowledge
And knowledge is power
I'm under explicit orders to dare not speak its name
Listen up, I just work here
Oh I dare not speak its name
I can't keep talking about it
Oh, I dare not speak its name

~ Andrew Bird. Opposite Day.

há saudade daquelas palavras que matam a saudade