sábado, 17 de janeiro de 2009

It says "home is where your heart is" but what a shame!
Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same.
It's beating out of time!

City of the dead. At the end of another lost highway...
Signs misleading to nowhere.
City of the damned, lost children with dirty faces today,
no one really seems to care.

I don't feel any shame, i wont apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go!
Running away from pain when you've been victimized,
Tales from another broken home

O inverno tá bem longe, alguns meses nos separam - eu , o inverno. Mas algo me gela aqui dentro, como se ele estivesse aqui. Mas logo, esse gelo vai se derreter e a culpa sera sua, meu amor.