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terça-feira, 26 de março de 2013

Sensorial...

Meus sonhos,
Estranhos
Me levam a um mundo

Minha cor muda
Sonoridade
Sabor

Ecos do além

Passado e futuro!

Coração vazio

Pedra no lugar

Pura ambição.



quarta-feira, 20 de março de 2013

Música de Hoje: I Will Wait



Mesmo sem saber quem.
Coração vazio...
... e esperando.


I Will Wait
Mumford & Sons




I came home
Like a stone
And I fell heavy into your arms
These days of dust
Which we've known
Will blow away with this new sun


And I'll kneel down
Wait for now
And I'll kneel down
Know my ground


And I'll will wait,
I will wait for you
And I'll will wait,
I will wait for you


So break my step
And relent
You forgave and I won't forget
Know what we've seen
And him with less
Now in some way
Shake the excess


And I'll will wait,
I will wait for you
And I'll will wait,
I will wait for you (2x)


Now I'll be bold
As well as strong
Use my head alongside my heart
So take my flesh
And fix my eyes
That tethered mind free from the lies


And I'll kneel down
Wait for now
And I'll kneel down
Know my ground


Raise my hands
Paint my spirit gold
And bow my head
Keep my heart slow


And I'll will wait
I will wait for you
And I'll will wait
I will wait for you (2x)

terça-feira, 19 de março de 2013

Música de Hoje: Self Esteem





Self Esteem
The Offspring



I wrote her off for the tenth time today
And practiced all the things I would say
But she came over I lost my nerve
I took her back and made her desert
Now I know I'm being used
That's okay, man, cause I like the abuse
I know she's playing with me
But that's ok cause I've got no self esteem


We make plans to go out at night
I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
This rejection's got me so low
If she keeps it up I just might tell her so


When she's saying, oh, that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she's saying, oh, that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess, I should stick up for myself
But I really think it's better this way
The more you suffer, the more it shows you really care...
Right? Yeah!


Now I'll relate this a little bit
That happens more than I'd like to admit
Late at night she knocks on my door
She's drunk again and looking to score
Now I know I should say no
But it's kind of hard when she's ready to go
I may be dumb, but I'm not a dweeb
I'm just a sucker with no self esteem


When she's saying, oh, that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she's saying, oh, that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess, I should stick up for myself
But I really think it's better this way
The more you suffer, the more it shows you really care...
Right? Yeah!

As vezes ela vem



Indo pra casa...
Ta frio la fora.

Aquele sentimento de nada volta.

Tem um buraquinho,
Nunca preenchido.

Quando foi que ele apareceu?

Sempre esteve aqui.

Desde que me lembro.
E ja nem me lembro bem.

As vezes a canção me toma.
As vezes a fome.

Chorar no frio,
Deixa a pele gelada.
Envelhece.

Então eu saio cantando e dançando;

Ufa, agora vou pra casa!

segunda-feira, 18 de março de 2013

Terra de gago...


Ela falou, falou, falou...
Eu só podia escutar.
Nem queria ao menos expor.
Me expor.

Eu queria esbravejar.
Eu queria quebrar tudo.

Eu queria rugir.

O Olhar.

Aquele olhar de nada.

Aquele que gela.

E eu ali.
Em camisa de força.

E nada.

Ela saiu por aquela porta.
Liguei a TV.

E fui ver meu time jogar.