Portishead
Half day closing
In the days, the golden days
When everybody knew what they wanted
It ain't here today
Through the times of lasting love
When parents talked of things tried and tested
It don't feel the same
Dreams and belief have gone
Time, life itself goes on
Far beyond the shrinking skies
Where money talks and leaves us hypnotised
It don't pave the way
Underneath the fading sun
The silent sum of a businessman
Has left us choking
Dreams and belief have gone
Time, life itself goes onIn the days,
the golden days
When everybody know what they wanted
It ain't here today
Dreams and belief have gone
Time, life itself goes on.
E nada já é o que era! Foram-se os golden days. Beijo, moça!
ResponderEliminarObrgd Alice, a tendência é pra apreciar com mais qualidade, não o que não há, mas o que houver ;)
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