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Conta-me Histórias

' O Homem é sempre um contador de histórias. Vê tudo o que lhe acontece através delas. E, ele tenta viver a sua vida, como se estivesse contando uma. ' (Jean-Paul Sartre)

Conta-me Histórias

' O Homem é sempre um contador de histórias. Vê tudo o que lhe acontece através delas. E, ele tenta viver a sua vida, como se estivesse contando uma. ' (Jean-Paul Sartre)

A Song from the heart...

 

 

Come on, skinny love, just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

 

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

And I told you to be patient

 

And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
In the morning, I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
'Cause I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

 

Come on, skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

 

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the bridges
And at the end of all your lines

 

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

 

Come on, skinny love
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my...