Há dias em que nos dói a alma de tão sós que nos sentimos...

I'm taking no calls unless it's her voice

I'm seeing no one unless it's her

I open the mailbox every hour

Maybe I'll hit the postman

I want to hear some love words

But not it that dyslexic voice

No I won't tear apart for you

But I was given no choice

I guess I was trying to keep me alive

But once I was dead there was nothing to do beside

Picking me up and lying me down

Waiting for some angel

To wake me and say to me

"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."

Kiss me, is this a dream?

Should I believe it?

Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time.

Am I too good for you, am I just paranoid?

Should I clinical ou should I speak louder?

Maybe I should close my eyes for years

And wait for the strongest feeling

Out of all of the feelings

to raise

from

you.

Am I real? Are you real? Is this real? What's real?

Am I real? Are you real? Is this real?

Tell me, what's real?

"Angel Song"
Silence 4

Deu-me para isto!

Hoje apeteceu-me escrever alguma coisa...
Talvez porque a vossa partida esteja para perto, ou então apenas porque me deu para a parvoice!
Amo-vos! Sabem disso, não sabem??
Sabem que quero que contem sempre comigo em tudo que aconteça na vossa vida?!
Ao fim de quatro anos muito atormentados, acredito ser possível dizer que vocês são a familia que eu escolhi!
Beijo