Space Needle

Ontem cheguei bêbada e queria postar, mas por fim, chega visita e foi bom mesmo eu ter mudado de idéia...

O dia foi preguiçoso depois de acordar tarde...

Passei cozinhando, jogando videogame e escrevendo no diário...

À noite, o show cover do Pearl Jam alimentou a alma... muiiito bom mesmo! Do jeitinho que gosto, queria, precisava! Me fará feliz por dias!

Coisas que não deveriam ter sido ditas estragaram a madrugada, my stupid mouth!

Mas ao acordar, tudo bem... só de te olhar...

Bruno pergunta logo cedo (meio-dia): Má, vocês foram em uma defumadora?

Na defumadora... aos berros, Renata e eu:

Alone... listless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room

Young girl... violence...center of her own attention

Mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it

Tries to make her proud

The shades go down, it's in her head,

Painted room...can't deny there's something wrong

Don't call me daughter, not fit to

The picture kept will remind me

Don't call me daughter, not fit to

The picture kept will remind me

Don't call me...

She holds the hand that holds her down,

She will...rise above...

Don't call me daughter, not fit to

The picture kept will remind me

Don't call me daughter, not fit to be

The picture kept will remind me

Don't call me...

Don't call me daughter, not fit to

The picture kept will remind me

Don't call me daughter, not fit to be

The picture kept will remind me

Don't call me...

The shades go down

The shades go downT

he shades go... go...

A indagação era...o que será que viria depois?

Poor little girl...

Now she put her kid away,

She's gone to get a hit

She hates her life, and what she's done with it

There's one more kid that will never go to school

Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.

Eu prefiro:

It's okay, you say: it's okay

You don't have to run and hide away

It's okay, it's okay

You know I love you anyway

This is my chance, this is my life.

And my hope in an alley way

This is my chance, this is my voice,

There may be no tomorrow no

This is my plead, this is my need

And my time is standing free

This is my staff, this is my day

And my world is never the same

Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...

Ah i feel fine...