Pensamentos são como nuvens:
vem e vão embora...
toda hora.
vem e vão embora...
toda hora.
Pearl Jam - Black
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay. Were laid spread out before me as her body once did All five horizons revolved around her soul As the earth to the sun Now the air I tasted and breathed Has taken a turn Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands shake beneath the clouds Of what was everything? Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, Tattooed everything... I take a walk outside I'm surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter, So why do I sear? Hard and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning How quick the sun can, drop away And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything? All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... All the love gone bad Turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be...yeah...Uh huh...uh huh...ooh... I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I kn...
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