quinta-feira, agosto 28, 2003
palavras
Quando era criança imaginava que, no purgatório, uma das nossas penas seria sermos obrigados a escrever tudo aquilo que, em vida, tínhamos falado.
Agora estou um bocadinho melhor.
«You start a conversation you can't even finish it.
You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?»
Talking Heads, Psycho Killer
CC
Agora estou um bocadinho melhor.
«You start a conversation you can't even finish it.
You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?»
Talking Heads, Psycho Killer
CC
