Nick Cave - Into my arms

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms


Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms


And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms


Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms


But I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

Junior Boys - FM

Let's leave tonight
one last time
before it gets to cold

just one more round
in that tourist town
with another home for sale

and then one more year
becomes one more year
and you'll forget me soon i fear

through the crooked roads
and the static codes
on the hotel radios

[missing]... broken down again
[missing]... so still around .... from the rain
[missing]... and it won't play
[missing]... till you say you're ok

and the motor starts
it's cold and vicious heart
moves me close to you each day

and when i arrive
my god you'll be surprised
of all the lines that changed

and one more year
becomes one more year
and lights become less clear

so let's meet the road
tonight we'll drive back home
forget the hotel radios

[missing]... broken down again
[missing]... so still around .... from the rain
[missing]... and it won't play
[missing]... till you say you're ok

The Walkabouts - The Light Will Stay On

I go to sleep, before
the devil wakes
and I wake up, before
the angels take

all my worldly desires
all my yardsticks of fear

all my secrets untold
all my motives unclear

hangin' down in the fire
burnin' them higher
won't take them away from here

and long after we're gone
the light will stay on X2

watched the city ... city of crows
watched them fly, watched
'em all flyin' low

out above the flood plain
just above the dirt road
they were hungry as winter,
hungry as us
not afraid to be flyin', not
afraid to be lost

and long after we're gone
the light will stay on X2

and if you bury me, add
three feet to it
one for your sorrow, two
for your sweat
three for the strange
things we never forget

and long after we're gone
the light will stay on X2

and long after we're safe
the lights will not fade X2

Spiritualized - Broken Heart

Though I have a broken heart
Im too busy to be heartbroken
Theres a lot of things that need to be done
Lord I have a broken heart

Though I have a broken dream
Im too busy to be dreaming of you
Theres a lot of things that I gotta do
Lord I have a broken dream

And Im wasted all the time
Ive gotta drink you right off of my mind
Ive been told that this will heal given time
Lord I have a broken heart

And Im crying all the time
I have to keep it covered up with a smile
And Ill keep on moving on for a while
Lord I have a broken heart

Brian Eno H.Budd The Plateaux of Mirror First Light

Jay Jay Johanson "Only for you"

It's only for you that I do this
Every night, every day
And what would you like me to show you
What would you like me to say

Despite these silent mysteries and certain violent cuts
There is a chance for future histories 'bout us
Despite these silent mysteries and certain violent cuts
There is a chance for future histories 'bout us

I know that you're watching me closely
I know you see right through me
So tell me what makes you excited
Is this the way you want it to be

Despite these silent mysteries and certain violent cuts
There is a chance for future histories 'bout us
Despite these silent mysteries and certain violent cuts
There is a chance for future histories 'bout us

You know I can't promise to make it
Something was left unsaid
The next thing you know I'll be different
I guess it's all in your head

Despite these silent mysteries and certain violent cuts
There is a chance for future histories 'bout us
Despite these silent mysteries and certain violent cuts
There is a chance for future histories 'bout us

Jay Jay Johanson - Long Term Physical Effects Are Not Yet Known

The donkey and the carrot

Believe me, that story will be his disgrace.

The difficulties of an individual

In the middle of every difficulty lies opportunity.
Albert Einstein

The pessimist sees difficulty in every opportunity. The optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.
Whiston Churchill

Can I?

Perhaps, I can't do it.

A picture of you

I must say that you are always beautiful.

A positive thought

It's time to move on.
Life is an unique opportunity.

Just another day..

I'm feeling quite sad since a long time ago. I know well the reason. No one is guilty.

NME TV

I've been thinking in writing some posts in English.

First of all, I would like to wish an Happy New Year to everyone that come round here.

Next, I would like to share a feeling; 2008 it will be a wonderful year. Trust me!

A imagem da perfeição

O facto de querer construir apenas objectos perfeitos, conduz inevitavelmente à desilusão.

A perfeição é inatingível. A busca da perfeição, com as suas consequentes etapas e imperfeições várias, é reflexo de boa conduta.

Viver em constante refinamento em vez da obrigação de fazer sempre bem e correcto, é um desafio.

Bom 2007!

bitsound's podcast

A experiência de gravar um podcast é semelhante à gravação de uma cassete com a compilação daquelas músicas que gostamos muito e que gostamos de partilhar. A diferença é que as cassetes eram direcionadas para alguém em particular, o podcast não tem público alvo definido, é para quem o encontre e tenha interesse em ouvi-lo.



Mais um excelente podcast para a minha lista do iTUNES.

A exuberância

DISPÊNDIO: Figura pela qual o sujeito apaixonado aspira e hesita simultaneamente em colocar o amor numa economia do puro gesto, da perda «para nada».

O discurso de amor não está desprovido de cálculos: medito, por vezes conto, seja para obter tal satisfação, para evitar tal mágoa, seja para impor interiormente ao outro, num movimento de humor, o tesouro dos artifícios que delapido para nada em seu favor (ceder, esconder, não ferir, divertir, convencer, etc.). Mas estes cálculos não são mais do que impaciências: nenhum pensamento de um ganho final: o Dispêndio está aberto, até ao infinito, a força deriva, sem objectivo (o objecto amado não é um objectivo: é um objecto-coisa, não um objecto-fim).

Fragmentos de um discurso amoroso.
Roland Barthes
colecção Signos - edições 70

«Destruo-me, sucumbo...»

O que é a destruição senão um aniquilamento oportuno? Não me seria difícil ver nele, não um repouso, mas uma emoção? Disfarço o meu luto numa fuga; diluo-me, desmaio para escapar a esta dureza, a este estrangulamento, que faz de mim um sujeito responsável: saio: é o êxtase.

Fragmentos de um discurso amoroso.
Roland Barthes

. . . . . BitSound

O zito já fazia parte da minha lista de favoritos do Mozilla Firefox. Passou por aqui no outro dia. Volte sempre!

A espera é um delírio

O ser que espera não é real. Tal como o seio da mãe para o recém-nascido, «crio-o e recrio-o sem cessar a partir da minha capacidade de amar, a partir da necessidade que tenho dele»: o outro chega ali onde o espero, ali onde já o criei. E, se ele não chega, alucino-o: a espera é um delírio.

Winnicott
Fragmentos de um discurso amoroso. Roland Barthes