Eu quero ser assexuado
Não ter sentimentos
Não lutar contra nada
Quero ir pro mato
Colocar uma flor na orelha
E pensar no que os outros estão perdendo
Quero não me sentir um objeto
Nem ter culpa pelas coisas naturais do meu corpo
Quero não ter explicação para tudo
Nem querer tê-las
Quero sol, quero luz
Quero calma
Respirar e esquecer
Superar, deixar fluir
Ouvir e falar
Principalmente o que quer sair
Esperava uma luz natural
mas tem um lado que sempre permanece escuro
Minhas fraquezas nunca foram verdade
Um vicio
Para que achar que é a ultima
A primeira estrela apareceu no céu
Cansa ouvir sobre as mesmas reclamações
A mesma canção, o disco riscado
Eu tive seu coração na minha mão
Mas eu não posso dar para você o que pensa que me deu
Quantas frustrações
E porque essas atitudes todas de inferioridade?
Apenas por ser humano
Eu adoro beber sozinho
E a fumaça entrando no pulmão, a chama do cigarro queimando
Perto o suficiente para começar uma guerra
Basta observar uma árvore para entender a vida
Estar enraizado para não sentir as folhas caindo
Um certificado pelo final dos meus estudos
Eu devia estar preparado?
A felicidade do meu cachorro me diz que sim
Eu sabia mas fingia não saber que aquela era a ultima vez
Mas eu tive memorias vividas do que era um começo
A segunda estrela apareceu
A maquina ta lavando a roupa suja
Barulho da caixa d’agua
Acho que o costume de te ter por perto que me fez partir
Ninguém sabe o quão doce e salgado era
Se não fosse por amor
A mesma e velha estrada não teria me trazido aqui
The Last Man on the Moon
Walking on a Dream
Letter for Marcio
This is the last reach from the moon!
It’s 7 o’clock in the morning.
I can’t even see the screen because of the river that makes my sorrow.
This time the man lost for the alien.
The weakness and selfish was destroyed by ignorance.
At the moment maybe my machine is finishing breaking.
And there’s only one thing left in my mind.
Here there’s no life vest under the seat.
And the seat belt can’t be fastened by anyone.
It seems like the days were so slow but then passed so fast.
My last sexual relation was with a coffee machine,
No heart but a lifetime orgasm.
The food is something that my stomach doesn’t see a while.
What I see is dust and white yellow, almost like a cheese.
The gravity makes my body fells lost.
Maybe it was the divine fair that I deserved.
To be no recognize and alone,
With something that I have property and reason to destroy.
My body fells just like I can control the innocence.
When I’m not driving the machine of my heart it takes total control.
At the same time I lost my mission, my health and my soul.
Could I ask for forgiveness or let God give His entire last sentence about my attitudes?
I never thought it could be so fast.
Be without the only way to connect to the world is what have done this with me.
Predicts mine were once monsters to convey my own fallings.
What was supposed to be seen blue,
I just see black and darkness.
Then, I get that feeling when you were apart.
It’s hard to reach it and I can’t be without you.
Good bye for yesterday.
For the first time I fell the hope is coming back.
Someone said since the start
That the light was inside
And all we gotta do is listen to our God
It is all within
But we somehow forgot
Everything is changing
The colors ignited
They meant to shine
Helping evolution by all matters
We have to find better ways to live the life better
There is no way to blame the world
Or the others
And it is not selfishness also
The growing is individual
However some people don’t have time for themselves
So Imagine for you
Breathe
Fill your lung with air
Be ready to face the new age
