quinta-feira, 6 de junho de 2013

Fechar os olhos e respirar


What would you do
If it all came back to you?
Each crest of each wave
Bright as lightning

What would you say
If you had to leave today?
Leave everything behind
Even though for once, you're shining

Standing on higher ground
When you hear the sounds
You realize its just the wind
And you notice it matters who and what you let under your skin

If put to the test
Would you step back from the line of fire?
Hold everything back
All emotion set aside it

Convince yourself
Someone else
Hide from the world
Your lack of confidence
What you choose to believe in
Takes you as you fall
Takes you as you fall

No one else around you
No one to understand you
No one to hear your calls
Look through all your dark corners
You're backed up against the wall
Step back from the line of fire

What would you do
If it all came back to you?
Each crest of each wave
Bright as lightning
Do the same as you




I do the same as you
What you choose to believe in
Takes you as you fall

No one else around you
No one to understand you
No one to hear your calls
Look through all your dark corners
You're backed up against the wall
Step back from the line of fire 


segunda-feira, 3 de junho de 2013

Notícias de Cuamba

Diz que um lugar de goiabas está a 2 meticais. Tão bom...
(Não, nunca comi goiabas, nem tão pouco sabia o que era um "lugar". Parece que é uma medida que usam em Moçambique para vender fruta. Mas só ouvir esta frase foi como passar um fim de semana debaixo de uma bananeira ao sol)