"A espada gasta a bainha, costuma dizer-se. Eis o que aconteceu comigo. As minhas paixões fizeram-me viver, e as minhas paixões mataram-me". (Jean Jacques Rousseau)

setembro 26, 2010

WonderlanD



She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies

Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds

So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out
But it was a trick and the clock struck twelve
Well make sure to build your home brick by boring brick
Or the wolves gonna blow it down

Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds

Well, you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic

If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it


But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that's where I want to be

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