Chuva de pensamentos bizarros...

What's happening to the world?

O mundo vai girando em milhões de cores, os rostos vão mudando e milhões de sorrisos se pintam no ar. Sorrisos doces, amarelos, vermelhos, coloridos sombrios, amorosos, tardios. Alguns sorrisos demoram a sair, outros se forçam a esconder-se.

If you give a little love you can get a little love of your own!

Eu compartilhei o que pude, Noah and The Whale me ajudaram no resto. O amor que eu dei foi o que achei, aquilo que eu consegui tirar do fundo do meu peito. Don't break his heart. Eu tento, mas preciso ser alguém real, verdadeiro. Alguém que se orgulhe daquilo que oferece ao universo. Alguém que faça a diferença na vida de alguém!

Sabe como as cores parecem mais coloridas, parece que a luz é refletida com maior intensidade, pois é. Sabe como o mundo parece mais alegre? Sabe como algumas coisas deixam de fazer sentido? Alguns sonhos se forçam a se manter vivos, isto é um grande alívio. Mas quando foram bons sonhos dói perdê-los pois temos medo de voltar a não ter sonho algum! Mas, back again, talvez quando já enfrentamos a maior perda de sonhos do mundo perder um pequeno sonhozinho de criança não seja um desafio tão grande! Não sei! Sou uma pequenina alface torta!

Yeah, if you give a little love you can get a little love of your own!

Well if you are (what you love) and you do (what you love) you must be happy right? Como ser e fazer alguma coisa que você ama se o que você ama fazer não te faz alguém que você ama ser? E como amar ser quem você é mesmo que esta pessoa não seja quem você gostaria de ser? 

Talvez colocar perguntas na fogueira seja uma boa resposta!

Era uma vez uma jovem menina que se pendurou em uma baleia. Era uma baleia que levou-a para bem longe, em um lugar que ela não esperava chegar. Lá ela conheceu um jovem chamado Noah. 

MEU QUE VIAGEM TOTAL, VÃO ACHAR QUE EU SOU LOUCA! MAS EU NÃO CONSIGO PARAR DE ESCREVER... SORRY!  Eu amo esse blog, sabia?

What you share with the world is what it keeps of you

Noah And The Whale 

Give a Little Love

Well I know my death will not come
'Til I breathe all the air out my lungs
'Til my final tune is sung
That all is fleeting
Yeah, but all is good
And my love is my whole being
And I've shared what I could
But if you give a little love, you can get a little love of your own
Don't break his heart
Yeah if you give a little love, you can get a little love of your own
Don't break his heart

Well my heart is bigger than the earth
And though life is what gave it love first
Life is not all that it's worth
'Cause life is fleeting
Yeah, but I love you
And my love surrounds you like an ether
In everything that you do
But if you give a little love, you can get a little love of your own
Don't break his heart
Yeah if you give a little love, you can get a little love of your own
Don't break his heart
Yeah if you give a little love, you can get a little love of your own
Don't break his heart
Yeah if you give a little love, you can get a little love of your own
Don't break his heart

Well if you are (what you love)
And you do (what you love)
I will always be the sun and moon to you
And if you share (with your heart)
Yeah, you give (with your heart)
What you share with the world is what it keeps of you

Dream

I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me. 

I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green. 

I had a dream 

That I could fly from the highest swing. 

I had a dream. 

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be. 

The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep. 

I had a dream 

That I could fly from the highest tree. 

I had a dream. 

Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave. 

I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing. 

I had a dream

Eu amo os meus amigos, eu tenho 18 anos, eu comi cheesecake até eu quase estourar. Eu assisti High School musical. 

jocasta - Noah And the Whale

When the babies born
Oh, let's turn it to the snow
So that ice will surely grow
Over weak and brittle bones
Oh, let's leave it to the wolves
So their teeth turn it to food
Oh, its flesh keeps them alive
Oh, its death helps life survive
Oh, the world can be kind in its own way

Oh well your future's a machine
With the mechanics of a dream
It is your mind that spins the wheel
And your heart that makes you feel
All the guilt for all your sins
Oh and as that wheel spins
Oh well it plays as they believed
And for your husband you have grieved

Oh the world
Still decieves you as it turns
Well in my lucid moments I could see
Oh that the heart may be
The weakest part of me

Oh and the moon controls
The movements of the tide
Oh but it has no weight on the movements of my mind


But if you turn your hands to flames
All their light will burn the same
Whether you just pass it through
Or if its what you meant to do
And your sense of culpability
Is from the guides that you perceive
Their constant lie that you believe
Will show you grace
Oh when you turn to a ghost
Oh but now the love you found
Is raising you from muddy ground
And oh the death will let you down
'Cause your curse will still go on the same