Divagações...

Andando pela rua,
A ver passar a vida...
Apenas um sentido,
Um beco sem saída...
Estrelas no céu,
A lua a brilhar...
Vagueio sem destino,
Sem nunca te encontrar
E então, penso:
"Serei apenas mais um,
No meio daqueles,
Que nada são?
Quem pensa que é alguém,
Nunca tem a razão...
Complexos,
Não fazem bem a ninguém
Superioridade,
Só faz mal a quem a tem...
A nossa vida é feita
De pequenos momentos...
Na hora da partida,
Só restam pensamentos..."

Rui José

ESTÚPIDO! ESTÚPIDO! ESTÚPIDO! ESTÚPIDO! ESTÚPIDO! ESTÚPIDO! ESTÚPIDO! ESTÚPIDO!
MALDITA AUTO-ESTIMA! MALDITA VERGONHA!
Mais uma vez na altura crucial deito tudo a perder...

"Not Brave Enough"
by Silence4

All was written
All was done
All was loved
Love is gone I tried, I did, I've torn myself to shreds
I'm used to it but how much can I still bare?
So I just run away run away
I'm not brave enough and
I walk away walk away
I slap my own face and
I turn away turn away turn, like a coward
I smile and I run away run away from you
All the questions
All the lies
All was loved
Eyes that cry I feel so beat I wish you could see without explanations
Would you believe that all of this was a mistake?

"Wild Horses"
by The Rolling Stones

Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady, you know who I am,
You know I can't let you slide through my hands


Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, Couldn't drag me away...


I watched you suffer a dull, aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines,
Can make me feel bitter or treat you unkind


Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, Couldn't drag me away...


I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie,
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken tears must be cried,
Let's do some living after we die


Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, We'll ride them someday
Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, We'll ride them someday

I DON'T LIKE MONDAYS
by Bob Geldof

The silicon chip inside her head.
Gets switched to overload,
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home,
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was as good as gold,
And he can see no reason.
Cos there are no reasons.
What reason do you need to be shown.
Tell me why.
I Dont't like Mondays.
I want to shoot.
The whole day down.
The Telex machine is kept so clean.
As it types to a waiting world,
And Mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their thoughts turn to.
Their own little girl.
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen,
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
They can see no reasons.
Cos there are no reasons.
What reason do you need to be shown,Br.
Tell me why.
I Dont't like Mondays.
I want to shoot.
The whole day down.
All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die,
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain crackles,
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die

Este é o meu primeiro post neste "Blog". Pensei começar com uma letra de David Bowie....que ilustra a razão porque criei este weblog....

"Can you hear me, Major Tom? "...

Space Oddity
(David Bowie)
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom

Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule, if you dare

"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much
she knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do.