it just seems that from where i come from
there was once a girl
hot and dangerous ….she was
once the all mighty leader of
her own rebel revolution
faith she had a lot and that
was the name she was known for
her true name….she hated it
and there she was….the old mighty and brave faith
to many she was a moutain of ice
cold and impossible to reach
she always seemed so strong
and never really needed anyone
she was fine on her own
living in this world that millions live
but at night when the courtain falls
there she was sitting next to her bed
head between her legs contemplating the floor
as her tears start to fall
and her true self walks from inside her
she hates being alone
and she can only blame herself for that
if only everyone could see what she´s all about?
but no one really can…
and as faith contemplates her present
and sees her future…she cant stop thinking
in what she wants to do now…
faith just wanted other life , other things
and just as her window she closes
she realises that her life just might seem
like the life of so many others
and maybe one day faith will find
someone that really understands
what she´s all about
on a flying thought
i lifted tonight
so i can be
what i can only dream of be
what i am is for me to keep
tryed to explain to others
only to get missunderstood
trying to explain what cant be explain
is sometimes impossible
inside this skin there´s a boy
lived through dreams never living them
eyes that dream while awake
signs of innocence perhaps
signs of hope i say at least im alive
i tryed to love
but that just seems to hurt more than death
i tasted freedom once and that sure felt nice
as i look at the sky just to make sure
that in that velvet soft sky i can always hide
a society full of rules
the ones that are impregnated in you at birth
why everything has to be so damn straight?
this world is coming to an end
and i never really followed any rules…
maybe thats why im so missunderstood
but at least im free from any chains
but if i am that why cant i fly?
so in this rock i will leave this written
so that one day others may understand
whats inside the mind of these words
at the end of it all
im pure and calm with my thoughts
as i always was…nothing else left to hide
i smile and fly… up there inside that velvet sky
watching footsteps fading away
the dawn comes crashing down
as the fog lays itself down
im fading away
and i cant see myself anymore
i rise my hand but only thin air i catch
are these footsteps a sign ?
or am i just falling down inside my own thoughts?
uma vez uma (agora) amiga minha confessou-me que eu era a pessoa mais livre que ela conhecia. mas o que é ao fim ao cabo ser livre? o que é isso de ser livre numa sociedade como a de hoje? sinceramente nao sei , talvez tenha a ver com a minha maneira de ser. a minha maneira de ver as coisas á minha volta…nao sei.
talvez seja diferente de facto de toda a gente mas cada vez que penso em como sou , gosto de ser assim. tenho grande amigos e acho que a cada momento que passa relembro-me sempre o que um uma vez me disse e que me ficou marcado…duas simples palavras mas que pelo menos a mim me dizem muito ” friendship rules” e acreditem que é das (senao a melhor) coisa que existe.
se me perguntarem se sou livre , nao sei , talvez seja á minha maneira , á minha estranha maneira e la esta nao o faço propositado , sou apenas eu… dai me ter marcado um pouco de facto quando uma vez me disseram e em parte agradeceram por lhes ter feito descobrir que apesar da idade o significado de ser livre fez novamente sentido e que nao se tem que andar agarrados a esteriotipos porque determinada idade chega.
nunca fui grande coisa a responder a elogios quando sao feitos á minha pessoa , quase sempre fico sem jeito e no fundo a melhor forma que tenho de agradecer é nao perder a amizade dessas mesmas pessoas.
entao liberdade e ser livre estao no fundo ligados…palavras que tem significados parecidos…se sou de facto , gosto de pensar que sim… porque apesar de tudo gosto de voar , imaginar , agir por mim mesmo e no fundo ser uma coisa que durante anos tive medo , tlz receio ate de o fazer por me achar tao estranho e fora do contexto de toda a gente… tive medo de ser eu mesmo , tal como sou…
talvez por isso seja no final de contas uma pessoa livre…
(ao som de In My Tree , Im Open , Present Tense e Man Of The Hour by Pearl Jam)
depois de alguma confusao na vinda dos within temptation a portugal(estava para ser a 7 de março no coliseu) veio agora a confirmaçao da data e local do concerto!
Os within temptation iram actuar dia 11 de julho no festival Optimus Alive em Oeiras.
para ja aqui esta os dias do festival e bandas respectivas anunciadas ate ao momento
10 de Julho Rage Against the Machine
11 de Julho
Within Temptation
12 de Julho
Ben Harper
Donavon Frankenreiter
gostava de ver os 3 cabeças de cartaz dos 3 dias , mas dar por volta de 80€ parece-me muito infelizmente… ja ouvi falar bem de donavon frankenreiter , é uma questao de “investigar”.
ja agora os preços dos bilhetes
bilhete diario : 45 € , bilhete para os 3 dias : 80 €
saw this little butterfly flying around
woke up in the middle of this garden
where nothing is never what it seems
this is so pretty but sure is dark now
there are cops in jail
thiefs outside
judges , media think they are playing god
its just a shame this was just meant to be like this
this garden is all wrong
but as we go to sleep
as we are under the covers this is the one thing
we never think
i feel that i need to speak this
until now these were just
unspoke words
there are politics that think this garden
is nothing than a little kids playground
that the pain they created is nothing more
than unrealistic garden issues no one even
cares about no more
this garden is old ……but wait…..
this is just something we keep on telling yourselfs
keep it pretty
keep it clean
funny that we never listen to ourselfs
until someone say their home can be at stake now
its just a shame this was just meant to be like this
this garden is all wrong
but as we go to sleep
as we are under the covers this is the one thing
we never think
in the end
crime does pay , being yourself
takes u nowhere and will still be hiding behind a fence
waiting for someone with responsibilty
to take care of this garden
