Weedeias

Ora ultimamente as weedeias que têm sido postas aqui tem sido maioritariamente musicais. Ora por causa disso e por eu recentemente ter visto confirmado no mesmo 3º dia do Oeiras Alive09!, Dave Matthews Band e Chris Cornell, tenho de continuar com a tendência e divulgar aqui mais uma das músicas que espero ouvir nesse belo dia 11 de Julho de 2009. I'll back you up I remember thinking I'll go on forever only knowing I'll see you again but I know the touch of you is so hard to remember but like that touch I know no other and for sure we have danced in the risk of each other would like to dance around the world with me I'll be falling all about my own thing and I know your the heaviest weight when your not here that's hung around my head and your lips burn wild thrown from the face of a child and in your eyes the seeing of the greatest few do what you will, always walk where you like, your steps do as you please, I'll back you up I remember thinking sometimes we wal...

I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house With the wrong ascendancy I took the wrong road That led to the wrong tendencies I was in the wrong place at the wrong time For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme On the wrong day of the wrong week I used the wrong method with the wrong technique Wrong Wrong There's something wrong with me chemically Something wrong with me inherently The wrong mix in the wrong genes I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means It puts the wrong plan In the wrong hands With the wrong theory for the wrong man The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes The wrong questions with the wrong replies Wrong Wrong I was marching to the wrong drum With the wrong scum Pissing out the wrong energy Using all the wrong lines And the wrong signs With the wrong intensity I was on the wrong page of the wrong book With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook Made the wrong move, every wrong night With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah Wrong Wrong Too long Wrong I...

*Editado para adicionar o link no youtube. Porque melhor que ter a letra é a música mesmo! :D Hoje vi-me a ouvir esta música repetidas vezes... É uma cover dos Pearl Jam da "Someday at Christmas" dos Jackson 5ive. Tem uma letra linda! Utópica, mas linda! Aqui fica, enjoy: Someday at christmas men won't be boys Playing with bombs like kids play with toys one warm december our hearts will see A world where men are free Someday at christmas there'll be no war When we have learned what christmas is for When we have found what life's really worth There'll be peace on earth Someday all our dreams will come to be Someday in a world where men are free Maybe not in time for you and me But someday at christmas time Someday at christmas we'll see a land With no hungry children No emtpy hand One happy morning people will share A world where people care Someday at christmas There'll be no tears When all men are equal No man has fears One shining moment One prayer a...

Meditations on Turning Eight by Lisa Simpson I had a cat named Snowball She died! She died! Mom said she was sleeping She lied! She lied! Why oh why is my cat dead? Couldn't that Chrysler hit me instead? I had a hamster named Snuffy He died... (at this point, Homer interrupts and the rest of the poem is unheard)

Gostava de perceber porque é que, no nosso país, as pessoas achem estranho que um colega de trabalho leve o almoço de casa e que não vá ao café ou ao restaurante. Olham o colega de soslaio, de lado, comentam, perguntam e continuam a achar estranho. É-me incómodo levar com olhares assim, apesar de não me demover a levar a minha refeição. Além do mais, o que quer que leve tem que ser passível se me agradar a uma temperatura relativamente baixa, porque não há microondas nem qualquer outro tipo de electrodoméstico na empresa onde trabalho. Nem nos sítios onde trabalhei antes havia. Porém, em outros países europeus (para não ir muito longe), como a nossa vizinha Espanha (mais perto seria complicado), é comum levar-se o almoço de casa e aquece-lo no local de trabalho. É comum haver um pequeno espaço para os trabalhadores descansarem e disfrutarem da sua refeição, assim como é natural que hajam pequenos electrodomésticos (microondas, chaleira eléctrica, máquina de café e às vezes até um peque...

...e ao mesmo tempo tão longe. O congresso do PS e o Excelentíssimo Senhor Engenheiro Primeiro Ministro de Portugal José Sócrates na minha terra e nem sequer uma tentativa de assassinato! Peço perdão pelo meu desleixo. Para a próxima prometo não desapontar.