sexta-feira, julho 20, 2012

Photo opp

O Miguel Relvas envergonha-me enquanto Português,
O PSD envergonha-me enquanto Democrata,
O Governo envergonha-me enquanto Cidadão...
...decididamente não tenho vergonha nenhuma na cara!

quarta-feira, julho 18, 2012

That's Power for you, Babe

You carry me around
Like loose change jingle-jangling
At the bottom of your bag
You don't seem to feel it though
As you swing down the street
Walking that unique birthday-candle glow
In broad daylight
In broad daylight
And you don't even know
The way I love you

You never knew power, did you?
Y'thought that power was in a strong arm
People passing laws and gold
Tsunamis and mushroom-clouds

…Oh babe that's nothing

You think it's kinda sweet
The stammer and the tremble in my voice
But don't mistake it for weakness
Or some kinda incompleteness
Cause round about now
I can feel it tingle-tangling
It's coiled up inside me
And it's ready to blow

You never knew power, did you?
You thought it fizzed in the overhead lines
Burning steel and bone to carbon
Saturn 5 in vertical climb
You never knew power, did you?
You thought it roared like Niagra Falls
Or melted stone under volcanoes
Earthquake thunder, Lightning storms

The way I love you
It's something you don't understand
The way I love you
Took more than I could imagine, even now
You never knew power
All the time you felt so strong
But now you can't function awake or asleep
As the meaningless world falls away from your feet
And the universe ceases it's light-speed retreat
Life was sweet in the meteor shower
Of the star-high divine
When you sparkled and fell
From heaven to hell

And ten years grinding by in every hour, in every hour
I know all about power

Listen to the rain
You might feel a tremble
You might feel it

segunda-feira, julho 09, 2012

Então, ainda mexe?

Pois... mudam-se um bocadinho as actividades que logo as ocorrências ultrapassam os eventos e a rotina se instala sem que se consiga no imediato criar interferências que permitam desacomodar repetidas não-variações de quotidiano. Por outras palavras, o vazio que eu sentia há tanto tempo (ver próximo post) foi preenchido de forma assolapadora, e agora nem tempo desaproveitado tenho para escrever aqui as minhas cenas... Gosto de ser coeerente comigo próprio, forma de me equilibrar.