Viagem

não me arrependo

de ter guardado mágoas

jamais pensei

que fosse bom pra mim

mas a razão

não é soberana

e agora é agústia

sem fim

alguém cai de joelhos

sobre meu peito

uma dor que esmaga

meu coração

o rancor, a dúvida

a melancolia

escorrendo como areia

fria entre os dedos

nenhum ser humano

deveria sofrer

para provar virtudes

se eu soubesse

dominar

meus mais baixos

impulsos

saberia talvez contornar

minha raiva inútil

mas isso não passa

de reflexão

pensamentos

de passagem

e outros passos

da viagem

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CORRÊA, Thedy. Viagem. In:______. Bruto. Porto Alegre: L&PM, 2006. p. 22.

Several Ways To Die Trying

Pacific sun,
You should have warned us it gets so cold here
And the night can freeze before you set a fire
And our flames go unnoticed, diminished
Faded just as soon as they are fired

We are, we are, intrigued
We are, we are invisible

Oh how we shouted, how we screamed
Take notice, take interest, take me with you
When all our fears fall on the deaf ears tonight
They're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light
And blinding our hearts with their shining lies

We're closing our caskets, cold and tight
But im dying to live...

Pacific sun,
You should have warned us these heights are dizzying
And the climb can kill you long before the fall
And our trails go unmarked and unmapped and...
Covered just as soon as they are crossed

We are, we are, intriguing
We are, we are, desirable

Oh how we shouted, how we screamed
Take notice, take interest, take me with you
When all our fears fall on the deaf ears tonight
They're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light
And blinding our hearts with their shining lies

We're closing our caskets, cold and tight
But I'm dying to live...
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CD: A Mark, A Mission, A Brand, A Scar; Dashboard Confessional, 2005.

Sweetbum Zack

He told me on the radio everynight
Spoke much of love to me
And for everyone

Sweetbum zack
Calls for her
And still talking for lovers
Sweetbum zack
Call for her
And still talking for lovers

This is the sound of the night
Hurting your soul, increasing your heartbeat
This is the sound of night
Making in your face a mask of tears

When the morning has broken
The sweet taste of the night
Tihs was the end of a joke
This was the end of the bright

Sweetbum zack
Return to his life
So serious so sad
And so lonely life
Sweetbum zack
Return to his life
So serious so sad
And so lonely life
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CD: Cardume; Nenhum de Nós, 1989.