Thursday, May 18, 2006

post modern icarus

i would catch if i could reach you
when you fall i know i'll lose my muse
don't want to be the one to preach you
your addicted to this rushing abuse

why, why, tell me why,
do you bring your chaos to the sky
when we come here to fly, to fly, to fly?

why, why, tell me why,
do you cause explosions in the sky
when we come here to fly, to fly, to fly our pain away?

there are no more lessons to teach you
since we've waisted all our springs
pick up your debris from the the ocean
love is useless without wings

why, why, tell me why,
do you bring your chaos to the sky
when we come here to fly, to fly, to fly?

why, why, tell me why,
do you always try to taint the sky
when we come here to fly, to fly, to fly our pain away?

we fly, and fly, to achieve bliss
but we're no myths from ancient greece.

we fly, and fly, to achieve bliss
but we're no myths from ancient greece.

fly, fly, to achieve bliss,
babe, you're not still in ancient greece.

(a letra de uma nova canção em que estamos, os nude, a trabalhar. vim agora do ensaio e acabei de a escrever em definitivo aqui. ao fim e ao cabo, este diário também é um bloco de notas.)

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