domingo, 25 de julho de 2010

Silêncio




O silêncio começa assim. Quando os pensamentos vão perdendo o fio, a corda. E as ideias a memória. Quando as conversas se encarnam em diálogos abstratos, em uma mera troca de ruídos um tanto para o abafados pela raiva. Em monólogos teatrais de gestos impotentes e lágrimas ignoradas, em vontade nula de mostrar os podres dentes que se tem na boca ou a língua que antes serviu de excesso. Em fraqueza explicita de expressar o que se sente. Em formas estupidamente escassas de sentir. Em despreocupação presunçosa de arranjar emoção ou palavra que reconstrua uma equivocada situação. Em revolta conflituosa no subconsciente de quem vegeta.

Em silêncio.

E as horas vão. Só pesa o silêncio. Este, e o da chuva. Água que já só cai lá fora e substitui o que pela face do silêncio não escorre mais - angústia, ilusão, desilusão.

Agora só resta utopia...

Tic,

Escuridão,

Tac,

Silêncio.

Daddy´s little princess



In the suburbs I
I learned to drive
And you told me we'd never survive
Grab your mother's keys we're leavin'

You always seemed so sure
That one day we'd fight in
In a suburban world
your part of town gets minor
So you're standin' on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs fell
We were already bored
We were already, already bored

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm movin' past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm movin' past the feeling again

Kids wanna be so hard
But in my dreams we're still screamin' and runnin' through the yard
And all of the walls that they built in the seventies finally fall
And all of the houses they build in the seventies finally fall
Meant nothin' at all
Meant nothin' at all
It meant nothin

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm movin' past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm movin' past the feeling and into the night

So can you understand?
Why I want a daughter while I'm still young
I wanna hold her hand
And show her some beauty
Before this damage is done

But if it's too much to ask, it's too much to ask
Then send me a son

Under the overpass
In the parking lot we're still waiting
It's already passed
So move your feet from hot pavement and into the grass
Cause it's already passed
It's already, already passed!

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm movin' past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm movin' past the feeling again

I'm movin' past the feeling
I'm movin' past the feeling

In my dreams we're still screamin'
We're still screamin'
We're still screamin'