Música de fundo

Enquanto me lembro disso tudo que faz parte do passado e lá vai ficar, estou ouvindo uma música apropriada para a ocasião:

Walk Away
Franz Ferdinand

I swapped my innocence for pride
Crushed the end within my stride
Said 'I'm strong now I know that I'm a leaver"
I love the sound of you walking away, you walking away
Mascara bleeds a blackened tear
And I am cold, Yes I'm cold, But not as cold as you are
I love the sound of you walking away, you walking away
I love the sound of you walking away, walking away hey hey

Why don't you walk away?(x3)
No buildings will fall down
Won't you walk away?
No quake will split the ground
Won't you walk away?
The sun won't swallow the sky
Won't you walk away?
Statues will not cry
Won't you walk away?
Why don't you walk away?(x3)

I cannot turn to see those eyes
As apologies may rise
I must be strong and stay an unbeliever
And love the sound of you walking away, you walking away
Mascara bleeds into my eye
And I'm not cold, I am old, At least as old as you are
(La la la...)

And as you walk away?
Oh, as you walk away?(x2)
My headstone crumbles down
As you walk away?
The Hollywood wind's a howl
As you walk away?
The Kremlin's falling
As you walk away?
Radio 4 is static
As you walk away?
Oh, as you walk away?(x3)

The stab of stiletto
On a silent night
Stalin smiles
Hitler laughs
Churchill claps
Mao Tse-Tung
On the back

Ao que parece, esqueceram de mim

É incrível com quase cinco anos se passaram desde que conheci Vicky e decidimos eu, Paulo, Fernanda, Gal e ela, formarmos a Sociedade do Anel (em homenagem a Tolkien). E é ainda mais incrível que aquela amizade que existia tenha praticamente se desfeito como poeira no vento.
Lembro das tardes de vídeo e pão-de-queijo, das saídas à pizzarias e cinemas, entre outras coisas.
A última vez que fui ao cinema, foi pra ver as Crônicas de Nárnia, sozinho, só pra saber que parte da turma iria assistir na sessão seguinte... Dá um nó na garganta quando lembro disso.
Juliane me disse quando nos separamos que eu havia ficado com os amigos. Fiquei mesmo?
De vez em quando eu tenho notícias de Paulo, ou Fernanda me chama para sair, mas não passa disso.
Tenho saudades da velha turma, e de todos aqueles momentos alegres.

Música da semana

Inside
Avantasia
[Elderane:]
We're the little creatures
deep inside your mind.

[Regrin:]
Some call us their fantasy
but some do never find.

[Elderane:]
We can teach philosophy
but still we must commend

[Regrin:]
the state of our existence
right into your hand
welcome to this place in here
come overstep all your fears

[Gabriel:]
Where have you all been once
when I was alone?
When I was a hero in their crazy wicked show
you've sent no little spark
into my darkened view of life.
Did not make me ask for what is wrong
and what is right.

And still I regret to be here,
I'm dreaming of Anna in tears.

Inside - so deep inside
you will die if I don't dream anymore?!?
Inside - so deep inside
you will die if I don't dream anymore?!?

If by my life or death, I can protect you, I will.
You have my sword.
Sinto falta de dizer isso pra alguém. Mas é justo nesse ponto que se encontra a grande questão: para quem? Essa é mais uma resposta que ando procurando. E é uma das respostas que sinto mais distante de encontrar. Questões, dúvidas, anseios...

Baladas

Ontem fui pro Recife Antigo novamente. Pelo menos uma vez por mês eu compareço pra dar me destrair, dançar, e às vezes beber um pouco.
Não como um conhecido xará meu, o Carlos Eduardo, que é completamente sem noção quando o assunto é bebida. Esse sim vai ter problemas com o fígado. Ou como o Daniel, que costuma se meter em problemas.
Mas ficar a par de entravez não é exclusividade minha. Lucas de vez em quando fica de policial do povo.
Não me diverti tanto quanto das outras vezes em que fui. Talvez estivesse esperando por algo ou por alguém, não sei ao certo. Também não sei se estava esperando demais por uma simples noite.
Pra completar, tomei uma belo banho de chuva na volta pra casa. É, que disse que tudo deve sempre sair como nós queremos?

Take Me Out
Franz Ferdinand

So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot, then we can die

I know I won't be leaving here with you

I say don't you know
You say you don't go
I say... take me out!

I say you don't show
Don't move, time is slow
I say... take me out!

I say you don't know
You say you don't go
I say... take me out!

If I move this could die
If I move this could die
I want you...to take me out!

I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here with you

I say don't you know?
You say you don't know
I say take me out

If I wink, this can die
If I wane, this can die
I want you to take me out

If I move, this could die
If I move, this could die
Come on, take me out

I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here with you

The Fallen
Franz Ferdinand

Some say you're trouble, boy
Just because you like to destroy
All the things that bring the idiots joy
Well, what's wrong with a little destruction?

And the Kunst won't talk to you
Because you kissed St Rollox Adieu
Because you robbed a supermarket or two
Well, who gives a damn about the prophets of Tesco?

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
For the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us
Yeah we're all...

Up now and get 'em, boy
Up now and get 'em, boy
Drink to the devil and death for the doctors
Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Five thousand users fed today
As you feed us
Won't you lead us
To be blessed

So we stole and drank Champagne
On the seventh seal you said you never feel pain
"I never feel pain, won't you hit me again?"
"I need a bit of black and blue to be a rotation"

In my blood I feel the bubbles burst
There was a flash of fist, an eyebrow burst
You've a lazy laugh and a red white shirt
I fall to the floor fainting at the sight of blood

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
Be they Magdalene or virgin you've already been
You've already been and we've already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us to be blessed

So I'm sorry if I ever resisted
I never had a doubt you ever existed
I only have a problem when people insist on
Taking their hate and placing it on your name

Some say you're trouble, boy
Just because you like to destroy
You are the word, the word is 'destroy'
I break this bottle and think of you fondly

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
To the whore in a hostel
Or the scum of a scheme
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
It's not a jag in the arm
It's a nail in the beam
On this barren Earth
You scatter your seed
Be they Magdalene or virgin
You've already been
Yeah, you've already been
We've already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
If you judge us
We're all damned