Tem dias!
Há dias assim, em que nos sentimos extra-terrestres...figuras etéreas, pairando...
Estranhos a tudo e a todos, estranhamo-nos a nós mesmos e nem o nosso corpo nos parece compreender.
Há dias em que só nos apetece fugir para um lugar em que ninguém nos possa encontrar...apenas para ficarmos sozinhos e nos descobrirmos a nós próprios.
Nas alturas em que as profundezas são visitadas, uma música paira no ouvido, entranha-se no pensamento, acompanha as deambulações da alma, veste o estado de espírito, absorve e concentra o raciocínio...
"Wait in line
'Till your time
Ticking clock
Everyone stop
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Woooohh
Do you believe
In what you see
There doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me
Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe in
What you see
Nine to five
Living lies
EverydayStealing time
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Woooohh
Do you believe
Do you believe
In what you feel
It doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me
Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe
In what you see
Ah and I'll shout and I'll scream
But I'd rather not have seen
And i'll hide away for another day
Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe
In what you see
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can"
In the waiting line - Zero 7
imagem: Sem Título, Keith Haring, 1981
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