terça-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2011

A Cold Broken Heart



A LETTER TO A LIAR OF A LIFETIME

So many years we lived together
So many days we spent TOGETHER
And... in the end
It was just a WASTE of time...

Not because of the good or bad times we had...
The laughter or the CRYIN'...

But because of the terrible ENDING,
It's hard NOT KNOWING someone we know for so long...

And I thought about it over and over... and over,
And I swallowed the PAIN...
And I dried the TEARS...
And I shouted to myself to stop my SORROW...

'Cause I thought you were the last one hurting me so much,
'Cause I thought I learned my LESSON with you:

I'll never let anyone else fool me again...
I'll ask anything I have to ask... as hard as it can be...
I'll say everything that's on my mind... bothering me...
And then...
I'll still believe that's possible to fall in love
I'll still believe my cold heart will melt

And it did...
My hard heart softened
My cold heart melted
entwined between songs & words... caress & kisses...

I oppened my heart and my soul
Not because someone asked me for...
just because I needed to...
so that there was no room for DOUBT!

But
A liar has no face...
A liar has no sense...
A liar has no conscience...

A liar doesn't know that he's lying...

A liar thinks he is something that he is not
A liar thinks that he wants something that he does not

A liar is a liar because he lies to HIMSELF first
And so... he'll lie to everyone else...

Because he has no SENSE...
Because he has no CONSCIENCE...

This letter is for you... the liar of my LIFETIME!
Mind that you're not alone... so many people with no notion about who they really are...

And with such truth... and with such sincerity... it all ends up being a true and sincere LIE!
Unfortunately... a TRUE STORY of LIFE!


Este é o meu PRÍNCIPE MISTÉRIO!

terça-feira, 8 de fevereiro de 2011

"Estou bem... aonde não estou!"




A alguns metros de altitude e parece que os meus pés não saíram do solo. Alguns kilómetros separam já o meu CORPO da minha ALMA...

Eu estou aqui, mas NÃO estou...
Eu estou lá, mas não estou...
Afinal... onde estou mesmo?

Os meus pensamentos vagueiam por uma realidade DUVIDOSA, enquanto o meu corpo se move AUTÓNOMO, de um lado para o outro, à procura de um local onde a minha MENTE se sinta confortável.
Não há sítio nenhum que me traga conforto...

Como já dizia o António Variações:
"Estou bem/Aonde não estou
Porque eu só quero ir/Aonde eu não vou..."

Palavras sábias de quem não se sente bem em lugar algum...

Este é o meu PRÍNCIPE MISTÉRIO!