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19 abril, 2006

Run rabbit, run...

Some say this...and some say that!
But...



Breathe!
That's all you need.

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Já se deram ao trabalho de pensar no significado da nossa existência?

Bem, eu ontem tive mais que tempo para reflectir...
Será que somos meras peças de xadrez a serem jogadas por alguém que nem sequer sabemos da existência?
Podiamos estar a ser alvos de algo tipo "The Truman Show"...
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Eu.
Serei eu.
Gostam de mim assim...
Consigo fazer rir as pessoas de quem gosto!
Consigo que me sorriam...
Consigo fazer alguem feliz...
That's all I need...

I used to bring you sunshine...
No...
I will still bring you sunshine!

"Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave. "

"Open your heart...I'm coming home"

...and that's the bottom line...

1 Comments:

At abril 19, 2006, Blogger Yakin Puteinas said...

I'll dig this hole even deeper than it is right now...and I'll never forget the "sun"...the "sun" is the reason why I won't stop dig...

 

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