Insomnia

If you’re a cowboy I would trail you,
If you’re a piece of wood I’d nail you to the floor.
If you’re a sailboat I would sail you to the shore.
If you’re a river I would swim you,
If you’re a house I would live in you all my days.
If you’re a preacher I’d begin to change my ways.

Sometimes I believe in fate,
But the chances we create,
Always seem to ring more true.
You took a chance on loving me,
I took a chance on loving you.

If I was in jail I know you’d spring me
If I was a telephone you’d ring me all day long
If was in pain I know you’d sing me soothing songs.

Sometimes I believe in fate,
But the chances we create,
Always seem to ring more true.
You took a chance on loving me,
I took a chance on loving you.

If I was hungry you would feed me
If I was in darkness you would lead me to the light
If I was a book I know you’d read me every night
If you’re a cowboy I would trail you,
If you’re a piece of wood I’d nail you to the floor.
If you’re a sailboat I would sail you to the shore.
If you’re a sailboat I would sail you to the shore.

Where do I go when I'm blue?

Looping...

Together

Por vezes, nada melhor do que a música e as crianças para passar mensagens com as quais os mais crescidos nem se preocupam... Será que esse "one day" vai mesmo chegar?

Eu, a Areia e o Mar

Hoje de manhã foi assim... Acordei, peguei no carro do meu pai e fui à praia. Corri uns kms e depois deitei-me na areia, a sentir o calor de um dia primaveril, a brisa de uma água bem mais límpida do que no Verão e o silêncio de uma manhã de Fevereiro.

Sempre que olhava em volta pelo areal... Ninguém. Só eu, a areia e o mar.