terça-feira, 5 de agosto de 2008

Closet


Em meu closet há:

para o primeiro: uma gaveta enorme, cheia de flores e cheiro de morte...

para o segundo: uma pequena, com aranhas, e outros sortilégios...

para o terceiro: média, mas inteiramente vazia, joguei tanta coisa fora que não sobrou nada...

para os passatempos: não haviam gavetas, somente cabides!?

para o eterno: todo o closet, mas... tranquei e joguei fora a chave !!!!
Embora para este, admito com alegria, nasceu a eterna amizade.

Enfim... acabaram as gavetas... e sem chave... o que será do próximo?
Espero que ocupe toda a casa e finalmente poderei jogar fora o velho guarda-roupa.



Close to me


I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me
Just try to see in the dark
Just try to make it work
To feel the fear before you're here
I make the shapes come much too close
I pull my eyes out
Hold my breath
And wait until I shake...
But if I had your faith
Then I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door was a dream
I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me
But if I had your face
I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door
Was a dream

The Cure

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