high hopes...

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world





são as pequenas coisas que são belas.. luzes brilhando na estrada, um sorriso quando vc precisa de um. A chuva caindo torrencialmente num domingo, meio-dia.
Compreensão e silêncio tranquilo.

Compreensão...
Silêncio tranquilo...

acho que enjoei de mim mesma mais uma vez...
e enjoei de mudar sempre!

caralho! E enjoei de paradoxo, tbm...
Pois é.
Parar de pensar q meu cérebro tah molhado.
Se continuar com essa corrente, eu queimo.