quinta-feira, fevereiro 09, 2006
fly me to the moon #17
se não fosse pela música, pela poesia. pelas sugestões de música imensa que as palavras carregam:
Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven
'cause you walk, so small, through terrible canyons of static
The Silver Mount Zion Memorial Orchestra and Tra-la-la Band, Born into Trouble as the Sparks Fly Upward
'cause you wait long and afar for the triumph of our tired eyes
Explosions in the Sky, The Earth Is Not a Cold Dead Place
'cause one day you wake up like never and it feels like a first breath after coma
Mono, Walking Cloud and Deep Red Sky, Flag Fluttered and the Sun Shined
'cause one girl longed for eternity in a thousand paper cranes
se não fosse pela música, pela poesia. pelas sugestões de música imensa que as palavras carregam:
Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven
'cause you walk, so small, through terrible canyons of static
The Silver Mount Zion Memorial Orchestra and Tra-la-la Band, Born into Trouble as the Sparks Fly Upward
'cause you wait long and afar for the triumph of our tired eyes
Explosions in the Sky, The Earth Is Not a Cold Dead Place
'cause one day you wake up like never and it feels like a first breath after coma
Mono, Walking Cloud and Deep Red Sky, Flag Fluttered and the Sun Shined
'cause one girl longed for eternity in a thousand paper cranes
