Hero Of The Day - Metallica

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Fonte: Vesylum

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 Hero Of The Day

Mama they try and break me...

The windows burns to light the way back home
A light that warms no matter where they go
They're off to find the hero of the day
But what if they should fall by someone's wicked way

Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Do ya feel your name?
Can't you hear your babies crying?

Mama they try and break me...
Still they try and break me...

Excuse me while I tend to how I feel
These things returns to me that still seem real
Now deservingly this easy chair
But the rocking stopped by wheels of despair

Don't want your aid
But the fist I've make
For years
can't hold or feel
No I'm not all me
So please excuse me while I tend to how I feel

But now the dreams
And waking screems
That everlast the night
So build a wall
Behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can't you hear your babies crying now?

Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Can't you feel your name?
Can you hear your babies crying?

But now the dreams
And waking screems
That everlast the night
So build a wall
Behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can't you hear your babies crying now?

Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try

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Louise Bourgeois . 2

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"I need my memories. They are my documents. I keep watch over them. 
They are my privacy and I am jealous of them. 

Cézanne said: 'I am jealous of my little sensatons'. 

To reminisce woolgather is negative. 
You have to differentiate between memories. 

Are you going to them or are they coming to you here? 
If you are going to them you are waisting your time. 
Nostalgia is not productive. 

If they come to you, they are the seeds for sculpture."

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Obs: Esta formatação do texto é minha, não é a original.

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28 de março de 2010

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Em meio a névoa que se ergue
Observo e procuro, enxergo e penso que não ví
Que foi apenas o desejo daquilo que fez-me ve-lo.

Engano-me
Tranco-me
Abro-me
Enterrando e desenterrando a chave que carrego ao pescoço
Para lembrar da entrega
Da escolha que fiz
Para sentir-me nova,
Minha de novo

Vomitando sobre o papel o que vier de mim
O que sai de minha cebeça e do meu peito
Do aperto ou da leveza que o assolam
Do carinho e da maciez que o confortam

Dos casos e acasos que o provocam
Do que passou
Do que se deseja vir
Do que se deseja ter
Mesmo tendo plena consciência de que nada (ninguém) se tem
Nada se leva
Tudo passa
Deixando marcas
Causando mudanças
E vai.
E as vezes volta
As vezes não,
Mas sempre deixa um pouco de si.

A memória fica (por um tempo).
A textura fica (em partes).
E tudo se mistura
Criam-se novas memórias para as antigas e inesquecíveis (e alteráveis) afeições.
As suas e as minhas afeições.

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Until It Sleeps - Metallica

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Fonte: MetallicaHD

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Until It Sleeps



Where do I take this pain of mine
I run but it stays right by my side

So tear me open and pour me out
There's things inside that scream and shout
And the pain still hates me
So hold me until it sleeps

Just like the curse, just like the stray
You feed it once and now it stays
Now it stays

So tear me open but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me until I'm clean

It grips you so hold me
It stains you so hold me
It hates you so hold me
It holds you so hold me
Until it sleeps

So tell me why you've chosen me
Don't want your grip, don't want your greed
Don't want it

I'll tear me open make you gone
No more can you hurt anyone
And the fear still shakes me
So hold me, until it sleeps

It grips you so hold me
It stains you so hold me
It hates you so hold me
It holds you, holds you, holds you
until it sleeps
until it sleeps

I don't want it, I don't want it, want it, want it, want it, want it, noo..

So tear me open but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me 'till I'm clean

I'll tear me open make you gone
No longer will you hurt anyone
And the hate still shames me
So hold me
until it sleeps
until it sleeps
until it sleeps
 

 

 

 

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