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domingo, 8 de abril de 2007

Tarde de domingo. Não me sinto bem. Elliott diz, diz, e diz.

Between the bars
(Elliot Smith)

Drink up, baby, stay up all night
The things you could do, you won't but you might
The potential you'll be that you'll never see
The promises you'll only make
Drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days
Do what i say and i'll make you okay and drive them away
The images stuck in your head
People you've been before that you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your willI'll keep them still
Drink up, baby, look at the stars, i'll kiss you again
Between the bars where i'm seeing you
There with your hands in the air waiting to finally be caught
Drink up one more time and i'll make you mine
Keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest
Where i like you the bestAnd keep the things you forgot
The people you've been before that you don't want aroundanymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

4 comentários:

Thamires disse...

Tarde de domingo e tbm não me sinto bem.
Pq a gente se completa tanto? Tbm não sei.
Fica aqui cmg que eu fico melhor.
Amo sim.

Luciana. disse...

Drink up, baby, stay up all night?

vamo?
quero um balão laranja.

Rebs disse...

"The things you could do, you won't but you might"...

"i'll kiss you again
Between the bars where i'm seeing you
There with your hands in the air waiting to finally be caught"...

Engraçado... Sinto-me assim quase sempre...

A escolha não podia ser melhor!
Bjos!

Sanmya disse...

alguém se sente bem em tardes dominicais?
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