segunda-feira, 11 de dezembro de 2006

Hope Leaves

In the corner beside my window
There hangs a lonely photograph
There is no reason
I'd never notice a memory that could hold me back

There is a wound that's always bleeding
There is a road I'm always walking
And I know you'll never return to this place

Gone through days without talking
There is a comfort in silence
So used to losing all ambition
Struggling to maintain what's left

And once undone, there is only smoke
Burning in my eyes to blind
To cover up what really happened
Force the darkness unto me

Opeth - Damnation - Hope Leaves

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

Se o fluido for suficientemente elástico não salpica.


Afonso Sade disse...

Mas se for suficientemente líquido é como a água, só pode ser cortada pela Câmara Municipal, lololol