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Faceless Man
Creed
I spent a day by the river
It was quiet and the wind stood still
I spent some time with nature
To remind me of all that's real
It's funny how silence speaks sometimes when you're alone
And remember that you feel
Again I stand against the Faceless Man
Now I saw a face on the water
It looked humble but willing to fight
I saw the will of a warrior
His yoke is easy and His burden is light
He looked me right in the eyes
Direct and concise to remind me
To always do what's right
Again I stand against the Faceless Man
'Cause if the face inside can't see the light
I know I'll have to walk alone
And if I walk alone to the other side
I know I might not make it home
Again I stand against the Faceless Man
Next time I see this face
I'll say I choose to live for always
So won't you come inside And never go away
Creed
I spent a day by the river
It was quiet and the wind stood still
I spent some time with nature
To remind me of all that's real
It's funny how silence speaks sometimes when you're alone
And remember that you feel
Again I stand against the Faceless Man
Now I saw a face on the water
It looked humble but willing to fight
I saw the will of a warrior
His yoke is easy and His burden is light
He looked me right in the eyes
Direct and concise to remind me
To always do what's right
Again I stand against the Faceless Man
'Cause if the face inside can't see the light
I know I'll have to walk alone
And if I walk alone to the other side
I know I might not make it home
Again I stand against the Faceless Man
Next time I see this face
I'll say I choose to live for always
So won't you come inside And never go away
November 16, 2007
Ciao, dear* [only] reader!
I know you visit this so-called blog quite often and expect something interestingly and originally new, ou seja, [cerveja] uma inspiração que ó, como tarda a vir...
Escrevo[-te] apenas para espantar as pequenas aranhas que, ao contrário da inspiração, não tardam a vir. (Não que eu não goste delas, são boas companheiras, in fact. Já indiquei Down to You [não, nenhum great movie, mas fofo devido à história de amor e ao cute guy].)
Shit, esqueci o segundo motivo por que escrevo...
anyway...
how i like this part of Coconut Skins by Damien Rice:
"...or you can brave decisions
before you crumble up inside
spend your time asking everyone else's permission
then run away and hide
you can sit on chimneys
put some fire up your ass
no need to know what you're doing or waiting for
but if anyone should ask...
tell them i've been lickin' coconut skins
and we've been hanging out"
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*agora é dear mesmo. More than before...
-----
arrivederci
I know you visit this so-called blog quite often and expect something interestingly and originally new, ou seja, [cerveja] uma inspiração que ó, como tarda a vir...
Escrevo[-te] apenas para espantar as pequenas aranhas que, ao contrário da inspiração, não tardam a vir. (Não que eu não goste delas, são boas companheiras, in fact. Já indiquei Down to You [não, nenhum great movie, mas fofo devido à história de amor e ao cute guy].)
Shit, esqueci o segundo motivo por que escrevo...
anyway...
how i like this part of Coconut Skins by Damien Rice:
"...or you can brave decisions
before you crumble up inside
spend your time asking everyone else's permission
then run away and hide
you can sit on chimneys
put some fire up your ass
no need to know what you're doing or waiting for
but if anyone should ask...
tell them i've been lickin' coconut skins
and we've been hanging out"
-----
*agora é dear mesmo. More than before...
-----
arrivederci
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