Para tentar

lidar com os pensamentos tristes que hoje me assolam, ouço aos berros, uma das minhas musicas favoritas... over and over again. Não é uma música alegre, que me faça esquecer. Pelo contrário. Mas hoje não quero esquecer. Quero lembrar. Amanhã talvez esqueça (ou pelo menos nao me lembre), pois amanhã é outro dia.

When you're talkin to yourself
And nobody's home
You can fool yourself
You came in this world alone(Alone)

So nobody ever told you baby
How it was gonna be
So what'll happen to you baby
Guess we'll have to wait and see
One, two
Old at heart but I'm only 28
And I'm much too young
To let love break my heart
Young at heart but it's getting much too late
To find ourselves so far apart

I don't know how you're s'posed
To find me lately
An what more could you ask from me
How could you say that I never needed you
When you took everything
Said you took everything from me
Young at heart an it gets so hard to wait
When no one I know can seem to help me now
Old at heart but I musn't hesitate
If I'm to find my own way out
Still talkin' to myself and nobody's home(Alone)

So nobody ever told us baby
How it was gonna be
So what'll happen to us baby
Guess we'll have to wait and see

When I find out all the reasons
Maybe I'll find another way
Find another day
With all the changing seasons of my life
Maybe I'll get it right next time

An now that you've been broken down
Got your head out of the clouds
You're back down on the ground
And you don't talk so loud
An you don't walk so proud
Any more, and what for

Well I jumped into the river too many times to make it home
I'm out here on my own, an drifting all alone
If it doesn't show give it time
To read between the lines

'Cause I see the storm getting closer
And the waves they get so high
Seems everything
We've ever known's here
Why must it drift away and die

I'll never find anyone to replace you
Guess I'll have to make it thru, this time
Oh this time
Without you

I knew the storm was getting closer
And all my friends said I was high
But everything we've ever known's here
I never wanted it to die

Estranged

Esta manhã da minha janela

No Porto!!

E tá-se bem!!!

Os anjos fazem anos?

Fazem. Fazem anos, mas não envelhecem. Enquanto nós envelhecemos, eles vivem nos nossos corações jovens e bonitos, para sempre.

Hoje farias (fazes) 32 anos.

Parabéns, meu anjo!