28 de mar. de 2014

Burning Bright - Shinedown.

"Não há nada errado, mas não não há nada certo
Uma contradição tão cruel
Eu sei que passo dos limites, não é facil de definir
Eu nasci para indecisão
Sempre há algo novo, algum caminho que eu deva escolher
Com nenhuma rima ou razão determinada....
Quanto mais a luz me ilumina
Eu finjo fechar os olhos
Qanto mais o escuro me consome
Eu finjo que estou queimando em alegria......"



Uma das músicas que mais amo, e é umas das mais tristes.......tão minha, tão eu......
Cada nota, cada verso, tudo está tão presente....paralisado em um único momento....mesmo existindo vários....todos viram um dentro de mim......um único pensamento, um único sorriso, uma única lágrima, uma única voz que insiste em me dizer sempre a mesma frase........................................................................................
(Silêncio!!!!!!)




Um comentário:

  1. It's funny how even with the martyrdom of the time I can still feel ...
    especially during the silence of the night ...
    connecting , energy, pain, distress , and even exctase ...
    I can almost feel the breath and pulse afflicted.
    During the night when the moon , always the moon , silently observes troughs times , is that monsters come in clash ...
    But they do not scare me anymore ...
    Learned growing up with them , I learned to live on my own ordeal ...
    And if today the person who inhabits this area is a better person , was largely by his merit .
    And only the deep shadows know what was spent in exile ... The martyrdom of desolation ...
    But I'm glad , though , to know that life is still life ...
    and that despite the cold gaze of the moon hurt my soul ...
    the sunset , warm and red, shine radiant .
    And far, in eternal silence , contemplate happy, anseiando that shines more and more .


    For to the one who ruined his own timeline ... The silence and absence , may be the best way ... At least then suffers alone , and does not take suffering to others .

    Are you happy , at least part .... and fine ... that's all that matters.

    In late times, it is easy to speak, that would give it all, really all - because I 'd give - life if possible , to break the silence again , and the only was left , now the single perfect moment again. But the timeline , starting corrupted and can not be turned , and a missed opportunity not back ...

    but, i hear the silence all the time. And, hurts...
    And...
    I keep breathing.

    Be happy, very very very very very very, happy.

    Because you shine.

    and i feel.

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