terça-feira, 11 de dezembro de 2007

Ghosts

If we give up before we ever fought
If we only do what we are told
And think we know it all, but never really learnt
If we turn the page before the page has turned

If we close doors we never opened up
If we don't really start a thing before we stop
And never speak the truth although we do not lie
If we're full of plans but never dare to try...

Ghosts we are, made of flesh and bone
With empty minds and hearts of stone
The seed that was not meant to thrive
Existing, but not really alive

Ghosts we are, though there's blood in our veins
Born free we chose to live in chains
Thought we were on our way, but in fact we weren't
So we burned out, before we ever burned...

If we take no risk, afraid that we might loose
And never make a choice, but let the others choose
If we don't love, afraid we won't be loved
If we long for touch but keep our fingers gloved

If we've got it good but even though feel bad
And should be happy but always feel sad
If we crash down before we tried to fly
Then we are dead so long before we die.

Ghosts we are, made of flesh and bone
With empty minds and hearts of stone
The seed that was not meant to thrive
Existing but not really alive

Ghosts we are, though there' blood in our veins
Born free we chose to live in chains
Thought we were on our way, but in fact we weren't
So we burned out before we ever burned...




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Eis uma daquelas músicas que batem fundo.

Apesar da letra fazer muito sentido, fica incompleta sem o resto da melodia; então, aos interessados, o download da faixa pode ser realizado aqui ou, para os sortudos, aqui. Sortudos porque os downloads do grammy.ru sequer começam - no meu PC - mas vale a pena tentar.
Essa foi uma recomendação. Façam dela o que bem entenderem.

Já que é de Everon que se fez o post, agradecimentos e desculpas (como sempre) à fada de botas, quase uma lenda aqui :D
Ela que me fez o favor de apresentar a banda.


Jardins floridos a quem não tem sonhado; bons sonhos aos demais.
Até.

2 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

if we take no risk afraid that we might loose
if we long for touch but keep our fingers gloved

e a fada de botas se pergunta o porquê das desculpas, já que nunca houve um motivo pra tal.

E fica um sorriso, atraves de uma tela, mas tão sincero quanto os sentimentos que o estomago carrega xD

Beijos nas pontas dos dedos.

Ps: ahá! eu escrevi o cd inteiro mwaahahahahahah ;)

Anônimo disse...

Realmente legal a letra, vou seguir a recomendação e downloadear a música.

abraços, chuchuzinho.