A Minha Superfície Pavimentada

"I have your good clothes in the car
So cut your hair so no one knows
I have your dreams and your teeth marks
And all my fingernails are painted

I'm here to take you now

You were right about the end
It didn't make a difference
Everything I can remember
I remember wrong

How can anybody know
How they got to be this way
You must have known I'd do this someday
Break my arms around the one I love
And be forgiven by the time my lover comes
Break my arms around my love

Break my arms around the one I love
And be forgiven by the time my lover comes
Break my arms around my love

I don't have any questions
I don't think it's gonna rain
You were right about the end
It didn't make a difference

I'm here to take you now

Out among the missing sons and daughters of the SoHo riots
Out among the missing sons and daughters of the SoHo riots

I'm here to take you now

How can anybody know
how they got to be this way
You must have known I'd do this someday
Break my arms around the one I love
And be forgiven by the time my lover comes
Break my arms around my love

Break my arms around the one I love
And be forgiven by the time my lover comes
Break my arms around my love

Break my arms around the one I love"

["Daughters of the SoHo Riots", pelos The National]

[photos by Kraak @ Aula Magna, Lisboa, 11 Mai '08]

Olhos Fechados. Cara Molhada.

"Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down.
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around.

We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground.
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything comes tumbling down.




Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.





Your face has fallen sad now
For you know the time is nigh
When I must remove your wings
And you, you must try to fly.

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down.
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around."

[The Ship Song, por Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds]

Believe Me When I Say

Após alguns dias de ausência, o top tracks 31-2007 continuou por aqui com o seu alinhamento. Hoje quero aqui deixar a 2ª menção honrosa de 2007 a qual vem pela mão dos dinamarqueses The Raveonettes: "With My Eyes Closed", extraída do álbum 'Lust Lust Lust'. É um pouco como descobrir pérolas em álbuns que caminham entre a sombra e o luar, adormecidos pelo ressonar dos incertos. Uma música bela com uma letra triste. Mais informações sobre os The Raveonettes podem ser obtidas aqui.

Neste Natal, fecho os meus olhos para me esquecer de ti e fecho os meus olhos para te deixar.

FELIZ NATAL a todos!