The Gift - "Changes"

Quem está mal, muda-se!



The Gift, Changes

You can change any man
You can change any man
A friend
A tragic end
You can change at any hour
Change the colour of a flower
You can change at any hour
Change a song that needs a change
You can change of opinion everyday
You can change all the rocks you find in your way
Change your mind
Change your life
Change the changes
Change the chances
You can change your shoes
You can change your blues
You can change the colour of your soul
Change your friends
Change your lens
But you know your heart you can't change
Change
You can change the world
You can change a lot more
You can change the girl who lives next door
Change your eye
Day and night
Change your eye
Day and night
You can change your shoes
You can change your blues
You can change the colour of your soul
Change your friends
Change your lens
But you know your heart you can't change
Change

"Mulher Procura Homem Impotente Para Relacionamento Sério"

“(…) - Olá David! É a Carmen. Então como é que estás?
- É bom ouvir-te. Tenho saudades. É como se me furassem, puxassem e arrepelassem o corpo todo. É um raio de uma sensação esquisita!
- Pensava que era uma boa sensação!
- Isso depende de eu ter de ficar sozinho com as minhas lamúrias. Se tiveres a mesma doença é fantástico. Lá isso é verdade!
- Bem, também estou ansiosa por te ver!
- Óptimo, então aparece! (…)”

Gaby Hauptmann, Mulher Procura Homem Impotente Para Relacionamento Sério #2.

Exilia - "Mr. Man"

Exilia, Mr. Man

I’ve run and lost everything
I’ve cried and screamed to the heavens
I’ve seen the blackest of nights
I’ve kicked the wall to the ground
Nothing’s never ever been easy
Nothing’s ever been so real
Nothing’s never ever been easy
Nothing’s ever been so real for me

For every time I had to cry
I had to believe even stronger
even had to watch you walk away
For every tear that had to fall
I had to get up on my own
That’s the only way to be myself
For every promise you broke
Mr Man you should know
No tears, no fears, still here

I’ve seen a million faces
Been to a thousand places
I know every word
That Mr Man is going to say

That Mr Man is going to say

And you heaven’t stopped me yet
I will never lose my faith
No, you heaven’t stopped me yet
I will never lose my faith in me

For every time I had to cry
I had to believe even stronger
Even had to watch you walk away
For every tear that had to fall
I had to get up on my own
That’s the only way to be myself

For every promise you broke
Mr Man you should know
No tears, no fears, still here
For every day that you stole
Mr Man you should know

For every promise you broke

Mr Man you should know
No tears, no fears, still here
No tears, no fears, still here

(chorus)

Não acerto uma!

Mais uma oportunidade desperdiçada... and counting!

Cheap Trick vs Letters To Cleo - "I Want You to Want Me"

Só para dizer que fiquei triste :(

Cheap Trick, I Want You to Want Me




Letters To Cleo, I Want You to Want Me



I Want You to Want Me

I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
And I'm begging you to beg me

I want you to want me
I need you to need me
And I'd love you to love me

BRIDGE:
I'll shine up my old brown shoes
I put on a brand new shirt
I get home early from work
If you say that you love me

CHORUS:
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying

I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
And I'm begging you to beg me

BRIDGE:
I'll shine up my old brown shoes
I put on a brand new shirt
I get home early from work
If you say that you love me

CHORUS:
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying

Hey

Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying

I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
And I'm begging you to beg me

I want you to want me
I want you to want me
I want you to want me
And I want you to want me

"The Nightmare Before Christmas"

Para o A, Tim Burton :)

Sally: [examining Jack in his newly-finished Santa suit] You don't look like yourself, Jack. Not at all.
Jack Skellington: Isn't that wonderful? It couldn't be more wonderful!
Sally: [holds up the clipboard sketch of him] But you're the Pumpkin King!
Jack Skellington: Not anymore!
[breks it over his knee]
Jack Skellington: I feel SO much better now!
Sally: [pulling a loose thread from his cuff] Jack, I know you think something's missing, but -
[accidentally catches his finger]
Jack Skellington: [lightly] Ow.
Sally: Sorry.
Jack Skellington: You're right. Something is missing. But what? I've got the beard... the coat... the boots... the belt ...
Jack Skellington, Lock, Barrel: [come in] Jack! Jack! This time we found him!
Jack Skellington: This time we really did.
Lock: He sure is big, Jack!
Barrel: And heavy!
Santa: [bursting out the bag] Let me out!
[the Halloween citizens gasp in awe]
Jack Skellington: Sandy Claws - in person. What a pleasure to meet you.
[prepares to shake but then looks down when their HANDS touch]
Jack Skellington: Why? Why, you have hands! You don't have claws at all!
Jack Skellington: [dazed] Where am I?
Jack Skellington: Consider this a vacation, Santy. A reward. It's your turn to take it easy.
Santa: B-But there must be some mistake!
Jack Skellington: See that he's comfortable... Just a second, fellas! Of course! That's what I'm missing!
[takes Santa's hat]
Santa: B-But ...
Jack Skellington: Thanks.
Santa: Hang on - you just can't -
[has the bag thrown over him again]
Santa: Hold on! Where are we going now?
[the henchmen leave with him]
Jack Skellington: Ho, ho, ho! No...
[monotone]
Jack Skellington: Ho, ho, ho. Ho...
Sally: This is worse than I thought. Much worse. I know!
[leaves to get fog juice]

"Horas Más"

Parece-me que ando a ler demais, mas tudo tem uma razão de ser.

"(...) O alcaide contemplou os animais adormecidos pelo calor. As jaulas exalavam um vapor azedo e quente e havia uma espécie de angústia sem esperança na respiração pausada dos animais. O empresário acariciou com a chibata o nariz de um leopardo que se torceu num estremecimento lamentoso. (...)"

Gabriel García Márquez, Horas Más #1.

"Heroes"

Para a minha mais recente visitante M.
HEROES :D

Claire Bennet: "You caught me...
West: Of course I did.
Claire Bennet: But I would have been fine.
West: I know you can heal, Claire. But I never want to see you hurt."

Heroes, The Kindness of Strangers, 2ª série, 4º episódio.

Oasis - "Little By Little"

Oasis, Little By Little

We the people fight for our existence
We don't claim to be perfect
But we're free
We dream our dreams alone
With no resistance
Fading like the stars we wish to be

You know I didn't mean
What I just said
But my God woke up
On the wrong side of his bed
And it just don't matter now

Cos little by little
We gave you everything
You ever dreamed of
Little by little
The wheels of your life
Have slowly fallen off
Little by little
You have to give it all in all your life
And all the time I just ask myself why
You're really here

True perfection has to be imperfect
I know that that sounds foolish but it's true
The day has come
And now you'll have to accept
The life inside your head we give to you

You know I didn't mean
What I just said
But my God woke up
On the wrong side of his bed
And it just don't matter now

Cos little by little
We gave you everything
You ever dreamed of
Little by little
The wheels of your life
Have slowly fallen off
Little by little
You have to give it all in all your life
And all the time I just ask myself why
You're really here
Hey

Little by little
We gave you everything
You ever dreamed of
Little by little
The wheels of your life
Have slowly fallen off
Little by little
You had to give it all in all your life
And all the time I just ask myself why
You're really here

Why am I really here?
Why am I really here?

Porquê?

Continuo sem perceber, porque é que fico assim quando menos devo.

Corvos - "Pequenina"

Para a V **

Nevoeiro

Acordo de manhã, o ar frio arrepia-me quando me levanto, olho novamente para a cama, mas decido-me a ir até à casa de banho. A água fria desperta-me e esfuma os meus sonhos. Novamente no meu quarto, olho pela janela e deparo-me com o nevoeiro, dois pombos namoram no cimo do prédio da frente e lembro-me, esboço um sorriso irónico e contenho as lágrimas na garganta. O nevoeiro continua a espelhar-se nos meus olhos, sento-me na cadeira e enrolo-me sobre mim própria, penso no que sou e ninguém vê, penso no que fui e podia ter sido, penso no que poderei ser ou não. Oiço o tique-taque que nunca pára, e tenho medo, medo de o atravessar e me perder pelo caminho, fecho os olhos e espero que ele se dissipe, ou que alguém me obrigue a deixá-lo.
Não tenho jeito para isto, mas também sei que a solução não é esta. Levanto-me. Entrego-me à rotina de todos os dias, comer, vestir, respirar. Arrastar-me até ao emprego gasto e às horas penosas, não era isto que eu queria, mas foi isto que achei. Será que o problema está na procura ou na escolha? Talvez não deva pensar, mas é inevitável. Quando tudo à minha volta parece sorrir, a mim só me apetece gritar! Se calhar já me perdi e não dei conta.
Engraçado como tudo muda quando parece planeado de antemão, já não tinha decidido que seria assim? Parece que o destino nos prega sempre partidas, realmente tem mais sentido de humor que eu. Faço-te má cara quando apareces, não estavas à espera, pois eu também não. No final sinto-me culpada do meu comportamento, mas e depois? Continuas a ser um desconhecido.

Ornatos Violeta - "Ouvi dizer"

Ornatos Violeta, Ouvi Dizer

Ouvi dizer
Que o nosso amor acabou
Pois eu não tive a noção do seu fim.
Pelo que eu ja tentei
Eu não vou vê-lo em mim
Se eu não tive a noção de ver nascer o homem.

E ao que eu vejo
Tudo foi para ti
Uma estúpida canção que só eu ouvi
E eu fiquei com tanto para dar
E agora não vais achar nada bem
Que eu pague a conta em raiva

E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma
E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma
E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma

Ouvi dizer
Que o mundo acaba amanhã
E eu tinha tantos planos p'ra depois
Fui eu quem virou as páginas
Na pressa de chegar até nós
Sem tirar das palavras seu cruel sentido.

Sobre a razão estar cega
Resta-me apenas uma razão
Um dia vais ser tu
E um homem como tu
Como eu não fui
Um dia vou-te ouvir dizer

E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma
E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma
E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma

Sei que um dia vais dizer

E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma
E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma
E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma

A cidade está deserta
E alguém escreveu o teu nome em toda a parte
Nas casas, nos carros,
Nas pontes, nas ruas...
Em todo o lado essa palavra repetida ao expoente da loucura
Ora amarga,ora doce
Para nos lembrar que o amor é uma doença
Quando nele julgamos ver a nossa cura

"Californication"

Série controversa e cheia de críticas boas e más. Pelo meu parecer, é bastante boa, mas não é de todo para mentes impressionáveis. Dado o nome da série, é impossível não pensar nos Red Hot Chili Peppers, mas não compreendo porque não gostam da associação, penso que a série não poderia ter outro nome, exactamente o mesmo que o grupo inventou, mas se os Red Hot vissem algum dos episódios, tenho a certeza que iriam gostar, porque me parecem também uns grandes malucos! E já agora, para os interessados, o actor que faz de personagem principal é o David Duchovny, ex agente Mulder dos X-Files.

Hank: "I'm sorry.
Karen: About what? You won.
Hank: Not when you're this upset. I didn't win a goddamn thing. I hate seeing you this sad. Ever. Except, maybe after sex with Bill. There's a smile. A small smile, but a smile nonetheless. I'll take it. "

Californication, Turn The Page, 1ª série, 11º episódio.

Stone Temple Pilots - "Plush"

Porque me parece que vale a pena ouvir a dobrar :)

Stone Temple Pilots, Plush



Stone Temple Pilots, Plush (Acoustic)



Stone Temple Pilots, Plush

And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where ya going to tommorrow?
And I see that these are lies to come
Would you even care?

And I feel it
And I feel it

Where ya going for tommorrow?
Where ya going with that mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?

And I feel, so much depends on the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray
Would you even care?

And I feel it
And she feels it

Where ya going to tommorrow?
Where ya going with that mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?

When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it

Where ya going for tommorrow?
Where ya going with that mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?

When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
To find it
To find it

Experiências

Porque somos todos uma solução de experiências...

"Máscara De Raposa"

"(...) O manuscrito era um trabalho extremamente artístico, uma criação que rivalizava com a Jornada e, certamente, realizado com o mesmo amor e carinho. – De certo modo, a resposta é a mesma. A nossa regra está aqui escrita: boa, mas restrita. A minha própria regra é ainda mais rigorosa, imposta de acordo com um voto, assim como a disciplina que todos seguimos, mas mais áspera e mais particular no meu caso. – O seu olhar deixou o pergaminho e fixou-se na distância, como se tivesse visto algo ao longe, ou há muito tempo. A intensa escuridão daqueles olhos evocava uma imagem de Thorvald no alto da falésia, cabelos ao vento, a carta do pai na mão e palavras amargas nos lábios. – Para alguns homens e para algumas mulheres, suponho – continuou Niall – a maior dificuldade é não poder agir quando sabem que podem ter alguma influência no mundo; (...)"

Juliet Marillier, Máscara De Raposa #1.

Garbage - "Special"

E esta música já tem dez anos, como o tempo passa...




Garbage, Special

I'm living without you
I know all about you
I have run you down into the ground
Spread disease about you over town

I used to adore you
I couldn't control you
There was nothing that I wouldn't do
To keep myself around and close to you

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I couldn't care less

I...
I...

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know

I used to amuse you
I knew that I'd lose you
Now you're here and begging for a chance
There's no way in hell I'd take it back

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I've run out of comments
I'm tired of the violence
I couldn't care less

I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new

We were the talk of the town
We were the talk of the town
We were the talk of the town
We were the talk of the town

I thought you were special
I thought you were special
I thought you were special
I thought you were special...

"Hitch"

Hitch: "But always remember, life is not the amount of breaths you take, it's the moments that take your breath away."

O primeiro post do ano! Espero que tenham fôlego suficiente para as oportunidades que vêm aí! Excelente 2008 para todos! jinhos*