Aliás o tempo não cura nada, o tempo apenas desloca o incurável do centro das atenções.
terça-feira, 15 de junho de 2010
segunda-feira, 14 de junho de 2010
In Loving Memory - Alter Bridge
Sonhei com essa musica e não sei por que, mas precisava postar ela.
In Loving Memory
Thanks for all you've done
I've missed you for so long
I can't believe you're gone and
You still live in me
I feel you in the wind
You guide me constantly
I never knew what it was
To be alone...no
Cause you were always
There for me
You were always waiting
But now I come home
And I miss your face so
Smiling down on me
I close my eyes to see
And I know
You're a part of me
And it's your song
That sets me free
I sing it while
I feel I can't hold on
I sing tonight
Cause it comforts me
I carry the things
That remind me of you
In loving memory of
The one that was so true
You were as kind as you could be
And even though you're gone
You still mean the world to me
I never knew what it was
To be alone...no
Cause you were always
There for me
You were always waiting
But now I come home
And it's not the same no
It feels empty and alone
I can't believe you're gone
And I know
You're a part of me
And it's your song
That sets me free
I sing it while
I feel I can't hold on
I sing tonight
Cause it comforts me
I'm glad He set you free from sorrow
But I'll still love you more tomorrow
And you'll be here
With me still
All you did you did with feeling
And you always found a meaning
And you always will
And you always will
And you always will
And I know
You're a part of me
And it's your song
That sets me free
I sing it while
I feel I can't hold on
I sing tonight
Cause it comforts me
domingo, 13 de junho de 2010
sábado, 12 de junho de 2010
sexta-feira, 11 de junho de 2010
Podemos fingir acreditar que errar é humano, mas quando alguém erra conosco, não queremos saber quem é humano ou não. Só há espaço para sentir a dor, talvez de uma mentira ou de uma traição, mas o fato é: - O erro é igual a miséria, nunca anda sozinho.
E pior do que ser enganado é enganar a si mesmo, por que no fim só resta você, sua dor e sua miséria.
E pior do que ser enganado é enganar a si mesmo, por que no fim só resta você, sua dor e sua miséria.
/olivroquenaotinhanome.
quarta-feira, 9 de junho de 2010
Tudo que a vida nos pede é um pouco de coragem.
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