time to drive

Let's swim to the moon, uh huh
Let's climb through the tide
Penetrate the evening
That the city sleeps to hide


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..in the circle game

And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round..


Silves

traps

In travel, there are traps
When I'm writing in the back
Beneath the rain, between the maps
My diary bears this out but memory has it wrong
I loved you when you loved me and then we were done

There's a silence on the railway
There's a bad curse on the land
And this season writes a rainstorm like a poem in the sand
You told me I depressed you, that I withered in your hand
And that sentence cut my loveline when you left me as you planned

In travel, there are traps when I'm writing in the back
Beneath the rain, between the maps
My diary bears this out but memory has it wrong
I loved you when you loved me and then we were gone
In travel, there are traps when I'm writing in the back


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padam padam

Padam padam padam
des je t`aime de quatorze-juillet
Padam padam padam
des toujours qu`on achète au rabais


Jardim do Campo Grande, Lisboa

but i'm 60 in tall

like a bat out of hell
you drive me so reckless
you'll kill us all

time has told me

It in a bright red sky in the heat of an evening

She said her dreams were too far to be thought of

Her scars too wide to heal

She said she couldn’t come to the garden see a blind man kneel

She sailed away to a blue horizon

In floating thoughts she’d sway

But she lost her grin at the tip of life’s fingers

Went home and worshiped the moon

i knew these people

Que lejos estoy del suelo donde he nacido!
inmensa nostalgia invade mi pensamiento;
y al ver me tan solo y triste qual hoja al viento,
quisiera llorar, quisiera morir de sentimiento.

Oh tierra del sol!, suspiro por verte
ahora que lejos yo vivo sin luz, sin amor;
y al verme tan solo y triste cual hoja al viento,
quisiera llorar, quisiera morir de sentimiento.

dirty water

which of us will be the one to go
he who hits the roads the one who lives


Ponte sobre o Tejo, Lisboa

eu aqui

"Que faço eu aqui? Eis a pergunta que continuo a repetir-me, quando me sinto só e perdida como em qualquer outro lugar, quando cedem as raízes que não tenho, quando me vem a vontade de voltar não sei onde nem a quem."

you packed

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself.
Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
I guess you don't love me, gonna pack my things and go.


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'cross the fields

sunday morning, praise the dawning
it's just a restless feeling by my side
early dawning, sunday morning
it's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago


Paredes de Coura

and u? u're no one

Some things are just pictures
They're scenes before your eyes
And don't look now... I'm right behind you.


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it just ain't

pretty girl won't you see?
they're not like us
pretty girl can't you see?
they will never be us


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