quarta-feira, 19 de novembro de 2008

the Room

Lets play a game. Sit, relax and try to enjoy. Imagine yourself inside a dusty brick room, with some furniture. A sofa, a siemens tv and one HF radio. You sit by the window. Behind that black courtain that night unveils, you or anyone else, can spot 6 or 7 iluminated windows. Each one of those representing a defining moment in life. Yours to be exact. Silence, a burst of tears, trips and smiles, sport, school and graduation, sea and a sudden break of pace.

A naked soul, fragile and torned appart. But a new dawn rises. All that darkness, all those windows are gone now, locked in a distant place where now and then you have to comeback. To remind you. To make you stronger.

My road lies ahead. And I am already hitchiking. A dream is only 25 miles away from me.


And this is one relaxing audio track
And I heard that someone was lost in cheap delirium

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