quinta-feira, 6 de março de 2008

hi....

Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just
began to form crop circles in the carpet,
Sinking... Feeling...

Spin me 'round again
and rub my eyes;
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads heavy

Hide and Seek
Trains and sewing machine?
All those years;
They were here first.

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

Hide and Seek
Trains and sewing machines? (Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears (huh) they were here first.

Mm what you say
Oh that you only meant well, well of course you did
Mm what you say
Mm that it's all for the best, of course it is
Mm what you say
Hmm that IT'S JUST-a-what we need, you decided this
Mm what you say
Hmm what did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs (paper word cut outs)
Speak no feeling no i don't believe you (I don't buy it)
You don't care a bit you don't care a bit



DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

1 comentário:

clay disse...

label 'pessoal e intransmissível' é O propósito destas palavras,
leio e vejo-te a ti a entender tudo isto. e "aquilo que compreendemos torna-se nosso, mesmo que outros não o compreendam"
*M