Somebody That I Used To Know

Somebody That I Used To Know

Now and then I think of when we were together

Like when you said you felt so happy you could die

Told myself that you were right for me

But felt so lonely in your company

But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness

Like resignation to the end, always the end

So, when we found that we could not make sense

Well, you said that we would still be friends

But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need, that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over

But had me believing it was always something that I'd done

But I don't wanna live that way, reading into every word you say

You said that you could let it go

And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need, that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Somebody, I used to know

Somebody, now you're just somebody that I used to know

Somebody, I used to know

Somebody, now you're just somebody that I used to know

I used to know

That I used to know

I used to know

Somebody

Viciada nessa musica.

Link do youtube: http://goo.gl/thz7k

Unless, unless...

I know, I feel it in my bones
I'm sick, I'm tired of staying in control
Oh yes, I feel a rat upon a wheel
I've got to know what's not and what is real
Oh yes I'm stressed, I'm sorry I digressed
Impressed you're dressed to SOS
Oh, and my parents love me
Oh, and my girlfriend loves me
Oh, they keep photos of me
Oh, that's enough love for me

LISBOA REVISITADA

Não: não quero nada.
Já disse que não quero nada.
Não me venham com conclusões!
A única conclusão é morrer.

Não me tragam estéticas!
Não me falem em moral!
Tirem-me daqui a metafisica!
Não me apregoem sistemas completos, não me enfileirem conquistas

Das ciências (das ciências, Deus meu, das ciências!) ¬
Das ciências, das artes, da civilização moderna!
Que mal fiz eu aos deuses todos?
Se têm a verdade, guardem-na!

Sou um técnico, mas tenho técnica só dentro da técnica.
Fora disso sou doido, com todo o direito a sê-lo.
Com todo o direito a sê-lo, ouviram?
Não me macem, por amor de Deus!

Queriam-me casado, fútil, quotidiano e tributável?
Queriam-me o contrário disto, o contrário de qualquer coisa?
Se eu fosse outra pessoa, fazia-lhes, a todos, a vontade.
Assim, como sou, tenham paciência!

Vão para o diabo sem mim,
Ou deixem-me ir sozinho para o diabo!
Para que havemos de ir juntos?
Não me peguem no braço!

Não gosto que me peguem no braço. Quero ser sozinho.
Já disse que sou sozinho!
Ah, que maçada quererem que eu seja de companhia!
Ó céu azul o mesmo da minha infância¬,

Eterna verdade vazia e perfeita!
Ó macio Tejo ancestral e mudo,
Pequena verdade onde o céu se reflete!
Ó mágoa revisitada, Lisboa de outrora de hoje!

Nada me dais, nada me tirais, nada sois que eu me sinta.
Deixem-me em paz! Não tardo, que eu nunca tardo …
E enquanto tarda o Abismo e o Silêncio, quero estar sozinho! 

Friday, 13th!

Deus é bom o bastante conosco que divide nossas crises físico-amorosas-existenciais em períodos, assim não estamos em crise ao mesmo tempo. Duas amigas, um blog, crises em momentos diferentes, deve resultar num blog em crise constante, não?

Não.

Eis que a sexta retorna ao calendário cheia de vitórias e alegrias (comprovações da nossa loucura por sexta aqui, aqui aqui e aqui).

Então:

Enjoy your Friday!!!!

BEST FACE:

BEST FASHIONSHOT:
(e inspiração de magreza)

BEST KNOWLEDGE ACKNOWLEDGED:
(A Bárbara sempre me falou isso!)

BEST SONG OF THE WEEK:
(Killers - Samstown - Exitlude)

Aggressively we all defend the role we play

Regrettably, the times come to send you on your way
We've seen it all,
bonfires of trust,
flash floods of pain

It doesn't really matter,
don't you worry it'll all work out
No, it doesn't even matter,
don't you worry about what it's all about

We hope you enjoyed your stay
It's good to have you with us
Even if it's just for the day
We hope you enjoyed your stay
Outside the sun is shining
Seems like heaven ain't far away
It's good to have you with us
Even if it's just for the day

On top of the world

On top of the world you get nothing done

Talk is cold and burns like the sun

Can't you see these skies are breaking?

Cos on top of the world is where I'm from

The back of the class is where I was

Keeping quiet playing dumb

Can't you see these skies are breaking?

Cos the back of the class is where I'm from

And I am one

I am

I am one

I am I am I am I am I am

I'm in a race and it's killing time

I don't need yours I'll keep it with mine

Can't you see these skies are breaking?

Cos I'm in a race and I'm doing fine

Thank you

Two of a kind and no-one home

I'm in a crowd and I'm still alone

Can't you see these skies are breaking?

Cos one of a kind is all I own

I am one

I am

I am one

I am I am I am I am I am

Out of the womb and into the void

I wanna try but I get annoyed

Can't you see these skies are breaking?

So out of the womb and into the void

I am one

I am

I am one

I am I am I am I am

I am one

I am

I am one

I am I am I am I am I am

On top of the world you get nothing done.

(One of a kind - Placebo)

Foto LIIIIINDAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

Incerteza

Manter um certo otimismo e perseguir com serenidade e obstinação a realização dos nossos anseios costuma dar mais graça e sabor ao cotidiano.

Não creio que ter esperança de que coisas interessantes possam vir a nos acontecer no futuro seja viver de ilusões: o futuro é desconhecido!

O medo da incerteza, que muitos sentem, se baseia na idéia, equivocada, de que dela só "saltarão" más notícias: coisas boas também podem vir.

Se soubéssemos tudo sobre nosso futuro, inclusive a data da nossa morte, viveríamos de modo displicente, triste, sem empenho ou criatividade.

O futuro é incerto e muitos se assustam com isso: penso que se trata de um requisito essencial para que viver seja uma aventura fascinante! Viver é uma aventura fascinante porque cada dia traz, além do cotidiano repetitivo, a chance de surpresas, tanto positivas como negativas.

A incerteza diante do futuro permite que tentemos nos reinventar todo o tempo: podemos abandonar projetos frustrantes e buscar rumos novos. Graças à incerteza (que tanto nos assusta) ganhamos uma enorme liberdade: cabe a nós escrever, dia após dia, boa parcela da nossa história.

(Flávio Gikovate)