Saturday, 21 January 2017

1118. Perfect day - Lou Reed



Just a perfect day
Drink sangria in the park
And then later, when it gets dark
We go home

Just a perfect day
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later a movie, too
And then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
Problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
It's such fun

Just a perfect day
You made me forget myself
I thought I was someone else
Someone good

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow

Wednesday, 11 January 2017

1117. In Care of 8675309 - Lambchop



When your day implodes
And your afternoon grows old
And you step outside to the rain drops glide
And your dog slips out and you shake the cobwebs free
Is there more to this breath that you are taking?

When there's a lack of breeze in the huckleberry tree
And the spin out there is that no one really cares
You're the poster child of last decades poster vibe
Is it just a natural conclusion?

Ohhh we'll stand there to connect then
All our powers is merely human

We began as friends in the language of the then
But the comic waves that were looked upon for days
When the path to stray, I am sure I swear
Is there something in this that is worth singing?

See the roof nearby it was damaged by the sky
And the neighbours to you are no longer
There's a chill in the air aforementioned disrepair
All these moments that are to be treasured

Oooh I never said I had the answer
I live here next to the house of cancer

On the scale of ten he got the best of both of them
And you collect your shoes from the carpet of abuse
There's a light inside that is bright but just as clean
Is there still something that you didn't mention?

We are building yachts in the former parking lot
For the pride and joy of the recently employed
And you offer things like a chicken or a hymn
Are these pixels of a better picture?

Whoever said you had the answer
Living by the ghost of the house of cancer

Someone scratched the floor as a bug blew in the door
It was dim in soon, how the barks could fill in room
Just the perfect dad and I wish we could pretend
That tomorrow would be all that was waiting

And it was immense and designs that will connect
To the floating power of their offers and our please
With your hands reached out but replies are now delayed
Is there really too much to take with you?

A question can be a form of answer
Like Jeopardy called in the house cancer

Covering with bricks the view before our eyes
Still we'll work our best and last for days
It's relentless and it spends all your energy to end
In the morning will you still be craving?

With the paper cup and your dog thats just a pup
People came and went, a position you resent
To reply in kind, oh how could we be so blind?
Is there wonder half the world around you breaking?

Colour flights and praise are not your eyes in
And your smiles inside the walls of the house of cancer

See the flowers wilt in the government they built
And the hammers wail for the ship that hasn't sailed
We will fall behind of that message over time
Is it written in your constitution?

Should be stepping white, ordinary that's light
And we can watch them wonder what the deal is
You go secretly, throw some water on the leaves
It's the best of the days, not been wasting

Me either watching or the dancer
For living, laughing at the house of cancer

Call your best shots and that doctor's got a lot
Of ideas that make even children made to wait
There's a line that forms and its really quite a rush
Can we take the next ride to your demonstration?

The farmer's cat and your dog thats only black
And your favourite chair, it's the only chair thats there
And you'll look out West through the window to the moon
Is there something out there for you to be thinking?

It's just a guess and not your answer
The porch lights just out in the house of cancer

And the Christmas parade got starting late today
And a smaller one than the one expected
And the baby's crying and the mothers hands are full
What has happened to the line down at the grocery?

The mayors alright and she used to strike at the day
For all our cares and there's always so many prayers
By the comments they bring you can hear them echo sing
Where the hell are those Saints a goin, watch him?

It's not a letter to be answered
Park it in the lot of the house of cancer

Please I beg you do not answer
Just board it care the house of cancer

Saturday, 31 December 2016

1116. Epilogue - Justin Hurwitz

1115. City of stars - Ryan Gosling/Emma Stone





City of stars
Are you shinning just for me?
City of stars
There's so much that I can't see
Who knows?
I felt it from the first embrace I shared with you
That now our dreams
They've finally come true

City of stars
Just one thing everybody wants
There in the bars
Or through the smokescreen of the crowded restaurants
It's love
Yes, all we're looking for is love from someone else
A rush
A glance
A touch
A dance

A look in somebody's eyes
To light up the skies
To open the world and send me reeling
A voice that says, I'll be here
And you'll be alright

I don't care if I know
Just where I will go
'Cause all that I need's this crazy feeling
A rat-tat-tat on my heart
Think I want it to stay

City of stars
Are you shining just for me?
City of stars
You never shined so brightly

Saturday, 24 December 2016

1114. Joel, the lump of coal - The Killers





Some time ago at Santa's place, up in the old North Pole
There lived a lump of anthracite whose parents called him Joel
Joel, Joel, the lump of coal, happy as a lump can be
He just wants to keep Santa warm and make the elves cozy

But Santa Claus had other plans,
For Joel one fateful day
"Joel, you're just the lump I need
Come join me on my sleigh"

Joel, Joel, the lump of coal,
Heart leapt up with joy
I'll soon be Santa's present's too
A lucky girl or boy
We'll often play together
And we'll hold each other tight
Snuggle under clean white sheets
When we go to sleep at night
But Santa's elves all laughed to Joel
You're in for a surprise
You're not a special Christmas gift
You're just a booby prize!
What kid would ever want you
You're filthy as can be

"But I make heat," poor Joel cried
"And electricity"
"You pollute the air
With CO2 and mercury"

Joel, Joel, the lump of coal
Fell down upon his knees
I don't wanna live with the naughty kid,
Don't make me, Santa, please,
But Santa laughed his jolly laugh
"Ho, ho, you stupid lump
You're just the thing to teach this brat
That Santa ain't no chump"

So off they flew and before he knew
Joel was in a sack
He cried and yelled to Santa Claus
Why don't we just go back

And then came Christmas morning
And, much to Joel's surprise (Much to Joel's surprise)
He saw a boy with the saddest face
And tears were in his eyes (Tears were in his eyes)

He picked Joel up, he held him, said you can be my friend
(Hey man, let's be friends)
I would've liked some presents but
You're what Santa chose to send (Santa chose to send)
It's true I've been a naughty boy and maybe that's a sin
This is how Santa treats the kids,
I'm just glad that I'm not him!

Joel, Joel, the lump of coal, knew what he must do
He said now I know the reason why
I got sent to you
'Cause when a person hurts inside
It turns him hard and cruel
But I know how to make your pain into a precious jewel
So take me in your hand, young man
And squeeze with all your might
Let's turn your pain and anger into
Something that shines bright!

And Joel, Joel, the lump of coal
He gave his life away
So that one good naughty little boy
Found the diamond on Christmas day!!

Monday, 19 December 2016

1113. Insatisfação - Márcia



Escrita fina
quando corre ensina
não dura um deserto que atravesse
Pode ir sendo
que demore um tempo
mais tarde ou mais cedo
lá me acerto

Na lembrança
o meu céu de criança
a quem nunca se entrega um tom cinzento
por momentos
vem num pensamento
e uma nuvem chove cá por dentro

Quase nada
(experimento o céu de negro que há de norte a sul
nunca me conforma
(prometo-me a mim mesma mais de céu azul)
a insatisfação
(temo que haja pouco pra me contentar)
nunca me abandona
(mas nada me impede de tentar)

Porque tento
andar atrás no tempo
e entender a chuva que acontece?
Como por magia
há sempre um novo dia
e outra Lua Nova que anoitece
Se a madrugada traz uma canção
pouco importa que me insista hoje em "dia não"
tomei o meu fastidio pra me atormentar
pedras no meu trilho são pra me assentar

Quase nada
(experimento o céu de negro que há de norte a sul
nunca me conforma
(prometo-me a mim mesma mais de céu azul)
a insatisfação
(temo que haja pouco pra me contentar)
nunca me abandona
(mas nada me impede de tentar)

Quando acordar do sono que eu escolhi
quero ter no meu cantinho sempre mais de ti
cada rosa, cada espinho que tanto cresceu
mesmo quando venham pra nublar-me o céu.

Quase nada
(experimento o céu de negro que há de norte a sul
nunca me conforma
(prometo-me a mim mesma mais de céu azul)
a insatisfação
(temo que haja pouco pra me contentar)
nunca me abandona
(mas nada me impede de tentar)

Sunday, 18 December 2016

1112. É preciso que eu diminua - Samuel Úria



Já não caibo numa casa
Onde o espaço é todo meu
Não são obras que me salvam
Eu só sei crescer
Eu só sei crescer

Durmo de janela aberta
Tenho os braços no estendal
Eu podia acenar-vos
Mas só sei crescer
Eu só sei crescer

Leio o topo da estante
Tudo livros de engordar
E eu preciso abreviar-me
Mas só sei crescer
Eu só sei crescer

Qualquer palmo que me meça
É de mão sem cicatriz
O que eu sou é largo de ossos
Mas só sei crescer
Eu só sei crescer

Eu só me caibo cá dentro
Mas bato no peito
Por estar com o meu ar rarefeito
Eu inicio o discurso
Citando o sujeito
Primeira pessoa é preceito

Eu nem cá dentro me caibo
Mas bate a cabeça no teto
E cai na travessa
Eu já calei o discurso
Que a língua tropeça
Mas o gigantismo amordaça

Eu já invento virtude
No pico não peco
Lá em baixo ficava marreco
Estou tão em-mim-mesmado
Que atiro ao boneco
Gigante barrado no beco

Eu já não sei inventar-me
É só mais do mesmo
Fermento em massa de autismo
Eu nem de mim já me pasmo
Há mar e marasmo
Há ir e voltar aforismo

Eu só sei crescer
Mas só sei crescer
Eu só sei crescer
Eu só sei crescer
Mas só sei crescer
Eu só sei crescer
Eu só sei crescer