Monday, December 20, 2004
And the dance goes on
Inside
all the secrets are held inside
where the hot black rivers runs
when I gaze upon your face
and love
and the hand in the burning flame
a debt to the blood to pay
to betray or not betray
Turn, turn, the dance goes on
silver the secret moon
sooner or later
one of us will break, and
say what we must not say
eyes
a roomfull of watching eyes
in the second before we smile
always I`ll see your smile
Turn, turn, the dance goes on ...
empty the streets,
and the clock strikes three
closing our eyes for the kiss on the cheek
walking away, not glancing behind
to say what we must not say,
say, what we must not say
(thanks for the Noticeboard community, who made this lyrics available)
enjoying this last few days in remembrance of the anniversaries of life or death of Gianfrancesco Coppola, Carl Sagan, Vanessa Sushi, Juliana Fukuda, Natsuisan, you & nobody else.
deposited & disposted by laud on | 08:55
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Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Redemption Songs?
Será que encontrei em New Model Army o que as pessoas buscam por toda vida?
Sei que algo me foi finalmente revelado. Tarde e infelizmente (ou não?) ainda vivo. Segue um post logo antes, de uma data realmente inesquecível.
Justin Sullivan likes to mention a couple of his songs like that. Which one could be for me?
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