quarta-feira, 22 de agosto de 2007

Drowning*


Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself

All day and all night

I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath

I say to myself

I need fuel to take flight


And there's too much going on

But it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion

Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion


Is that why they call me a sullen girl, sullen girl

They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea

But he washed me shore and he took my pearl

And left an empty shell of me


And there's too much going on

But it's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion




Sullen Girl, Fiona Apple




*o blog e eu...

5 comentários:

catarina disse...

ai melher.. deixa lá isso.. tá-me quase a sair o euromilhões, não te preocupes. lol bjinho*

Madeline disse...

E a mim também, Pilipa.
Só me falta jogar! O_o

pilufa disse...

bem.. eu realmente.. tou fora..

M disse...

Precisas de um bóia? Não sei boiar muito bem mas não sou má a trazer os outros à tona :P

V disse...

She's alive!!! :)

Atão mas q é isto pilipa!? Tu não és nada disto mulher! Toca a arrebitar! Life sucks... so what? We already knew that. ;)