Don't watch me dancing

Acordei com o despertador tocando Don't watch me dancing do Little Joy.

A notícia da noite anterior parecia só a sombra de um pesadelo. Meu mundo nunca mais existiu sem ti. Lá longe, tu existia e me dava o ar que eu respirava melhor quando estava perto de ti. Hoje, quase nove meses depois, neste parto da tua morte, eu ainda tô reaprendendo a respirar.

Eu me devo um livro

Por motivos óbvios, eu já sei como termina a história dele.
O livro que já faz dez anos que eu estou para começar precisa ser escrito.
Vou fazer a japonesa e começar pelo fim. 
Muita coisa vai ser retirada deste e do blog verde.
Pasmem, é uma história de amor.
A mais bonita que eu já conheci.

Wild Honey

In the days

When we were swinging from the trees

I was a monkey

Stealing honey from a swarm of bees

I could taste

I could taste you even then

And I would chase you down the wind

You could go there if you please

Wild honey

And if you go there, go with me

Wild honey

Did I know you?

Did I know you even then?

Before the clocks kept time

Before the world was made

From the cruel sun

You were shelter

You were my shelter and my shade

If you go there with me

Wild honey

You can do just what you please

Wild honey

Yeah, just blowing in the breeze

Wild honey

Wild, wild, wild

I'm still standing, I'm still standing

Where you left me

Are you still growing wild

With everything tame around you?

I send you flowers

Cut flowers for your hall

I know your garden's full

But is there sweetness at all?

If you go there, go with me

Wild honey

Won't you take me, take me please

Wild honey

Yeah, swinging through the trees

Wild honey

Wild, wild, wild