quarta-feira, fevereiro 25, 2009

Tempo...

Faz tempo que eu não posto nada aqui... É a falta de tempo, a correria de São Paulo, as diversas coisas que eu tenho que fazer. A culpa é do tempo ou da minha falta dele. Não sei...

Culpamos o tempo por ele não poder se defender... O tempo faz as coisas ou nós a fazemos? Questões filosóficas não me farão voltar a escrever aqui, mas sim a minha disciplina e inspiração.

Queria que ele o tempo, rastejasse como esta música, mas ao mesmo tempo fosse vibrante e intenso. São tantos os problemas que esquecemos dele, do tempo.

Bem, não vou ficar divagando, mas apenas ouçam esta música do David Bowie - Time Will Crawl, não é uma das melhores, mas poderia ser. Ou não.



"Time Will Crawl"

I've never sailed on a sea
I would not challenge a giant
I could not take on the church
Time will crawl
Till the 21st century lose

I know a government man
He was as blind as the moon
He saw the sun in the night
He took a top-gun pilot and he
He made him fly thru a hole
Till he grew real old
And he never came down
He just flew till he burst

Time will crawl
Till our mouths
run dry
Time will crawl
Till our feet
grow small
Time will crawl
Till our tails
fall off
Time will crawl
till the 21st century lose

I saw a black black stream
Full of white eyed fish
And a drowning man
With no eyes at all
I felt a warm warm breeze
That melted metal and steel
I got a bad migraine
That lasted three long years
And the pills that I took
Made my fingers disappear

Time will crawl, time will crawl
Time will crawl
Till the 21st century lose

You were a talented child
You came to live in our town
We never bothered to scream
When your mask came off
We only smelt the gas
As we lay down to sleep

Time will crawl
and our heads bowed down
Time will crawl
and our eyes fall out
Time will crawl
and the streets run red
Time will crawl
till the 21st century lose

Time will crawl
and our mouths run dry
Time will crawl
and our feet grow small
Time will crawl
and our tails fall off
Time will crawl
till the 21st century lose

Time will crawl
and our heads bowed down
Time will crawl
and our eyes fall out
Time will crawl
and the streets run red
Time will crawl
till the 21st century lose

For the crazy child
We'll give every life
For the crackpot notion

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