quinta-feira, 19 de março de 2009

Ainda a descobrir...

Nickel Eye (o menino de the strokes )

Desconheço o porquê mas... esta musiquinha até me deixa ligeiramente animada...

A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.

Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.




"Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. "


domingo, 15 de março de 2009


"Chloe fazia questão de desdenhar tudo o que fosse romântico, de parecer fria, indiferente,estóica, mas, lá no fundo era exactamente o inverso: idealista, sonhadora, carinhosa e profundamente ligada a tudo a que gostava de se referir verbalmente como pieguice."


E com isto... uma leve sensação de déjà vu...

terça-feira, 24 de fevereiro de 2009


I like being a mess. It's who I am.

sábado, 21 de fevereiro de 2009

Quem quer ir comigo?

"A young girl walks through a secret door in her new home and discovers an alternate version of her life. On the surface, this parallel reality is eerily similar to her real life - only much better. "

terça-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2009

I wanted IN. I just wanted us to live again. For years I thought we've shared this secret that we would be wonderful in the world. I don't know exactly how, but just the possibility kept me hoping. How pathetic is that? So stupid. To put all your hopes in a promise that was never made. Frank knows what he wants, he found his place, he's just fine. Married, two kids, it should be enough. It is for him. And he's right; we were never special or destined for anything at all.

terça-feira, 3 de fevereiro de 2009


Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe
Be me friend... hold me... warm me up



Life's a dance we all have to do

What does the music require

People are moving together

Close as the flames in a fire


We all go round and round

Partners are lost and found

Looking for one more chance

All I know isWe're all in the dance

We're all in the dance


Feist

I think I´m a little bit...

Hands down

I'm too proud, for love

But with eyes shut

It's you I'm thinking of

But how we move from A to B it can't be up to me

Cause I don't know

Eye to eye

Thigh to Thigh

I let go

I think I'm a little bit

Little bit...