The Wounded Skies Above...(Parte Um)

Hoje...não tenho palavras.
Quer dizer, tenho.
Mas ouçam antes a letra desta música.

Gosto principalmente desta parte:

"These are the days of the empty hand
Oh you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year

This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here

So you scream from behind your door
Say what's mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll take my chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping score
And you cling to the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he can't come back
'Cause he has no children to come back for

It's hard to love there's so much to hate

So maybe we should all be praying for time"

(George Michael - Praying for Time)

Ah, habituem-se à música....vai cá ficar algum tempo.
Vai acompanhar todas as "partes".



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