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I had a dream...

"I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest swing.
I had a dream.

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest tree.
I had a dream.

Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.

I had a dream"


Priscilla Ahn

Dream on girl...

"Dream on girl, dream on girl
I want to see you sleep tonight

You’re up and down
You hit the ground

And time is drifting trough your fears

I can’t find your dreams tonight
And make your lover come back home

If you don’t know, you are on your own
I’ll choose the best days for your sleep

Come back to see the day you lost your heart
And odd your hopes
I’ll take you to see the sunrise and try to catch your ghost

Come on girl, a dream is your world
The sins you see are in your mind
The words that you speak are here in my ear
So i can hear you falling down

Take a breath to see me
I can wait for you to
Live your live with no hopes but
If you still believe…

Come back to see the day you lost your heart
And odd your hopes
I’ll take you to see the sunrise and try to catch your ghost"

Rita RedShoes

Y yo busco me busco y no me encuentro

"(...)
Yo soy una montaña rusa que sube que baja
que rie que calla confusa me dejo de llevá llevá
por lo que los dias me quieran mostrar
Soy una montaña rusa que sube que baja
que rie que calla confusa me dejo de llevá
por lo que los dias me quieran mostrar

Y yo busco me busco y no me encuentro
y yo busco me busco y no me encuentro

(...)"


Bebe - Buscome

15 anos

Tenho 15 anos
Simples e violentos
De uma dureza singular e doce
Como todos os 15 anos são
Tenho 15 anos e 15.000 revoltas interiores
Tenho 15 anos e 15.000 sonhos sem cabimento
Mas tenho-os
E é por isso que tenho 15 anos
E não caibo em mim
Nem em nenhuma definição de mim mesma
E tenho a certeza que tenho 15 anos
Dentro da incerteza destes 30 anos...

Há Amor...que é...

"i've got soul but i'm not a soldier"...so..."help me out"

"and if you can't hold on. Hold on..." ;)