On the go
A minha internet flutua. E' uma rede wireless que as vezes pega de um lado da casa, as vezes de outro. Hoje so se conecta na sacada de tras, onde eu posso ver uma quadra de basquete e a estaçao de trem. So assim, na brisa desse inicio de setembro, para eu aguentar todos os Internal Server Errors que o MT me deu na mudança desse template.
Estou atualizando o blog, numa fase bem mais intangivel e nada control freak. A minha intençao é dar mais unidade ao que eu tenho na internet, reunindo mais links pessoais e escrever mais on the go (do mesmo jeito que eu faço playlists on the go no meu ipod a caminho do trabalho).
That's all.
Ah, e lyrics. On the go.
(...)
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite
albums back as you're lying there, drifting off
to sleep... drifting off to sleep...
I'll be the platform shoes; undo what heredity's done to you:
you won't have to strain to look into my eyes.
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped
straight to the throat with the collar up so
you won't catch a cold.
I want to take you far from the cynics in this town
and kiss you on the mouth.
We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of
this scene, start a brand new colony.
Where everything will change, we'll give
ourselves new names. Identities erased.
The sun will heat the grounds, under our bare
feet in this brand new colony.
This Brand new colony...
Everything will change...
Brand New Colony by The Postal Service.
