quarta-feira, 6 de janeiro de 2016

sexta-feira, 18 de dezembro de 2015

winter bird



I know more than I knew before
I didn't rest, I didn't stop

Fly away, fly away to what you want to make
I feel it all, i feel it all!
The wings are wide, wild card inside


Constância

quinta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2015

what next big sky?



Strange angels singing just for me
Old stories they're haunting me
This is nothing like I thought it would be..


Pavia

domingo, 22 de novembro de 2015

last cowboy



"Being a beacon of hope for the rest of the world is a lonely business."
Mistress America


Veneza

quinta-feira, 12 de novembro de 2015

ghosts of saturday night



Well the moon is broken and the sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
The only things that you can see is all that you lack
Come on up to the house

The world is not my home, I'm just a passin thru
Come on up to the house


Serra da Estrela


I can't tell, is that a siren or a saxophone?
But the roads get so slipp'ry (when it rains)
I love you more than all these words can ever say
Oh baby, this one's from the heart.


Estrasburgo

sábado, 10 de outubro de 2015

beat beat beat



Free as a driving wheel
Circling around your iron will
See, tell me what you feel
Keeps you turning when you're standing still
You tried to run from trouble when it comes
You're heart is a drum keeping time with everyone