What if we could - Blue October

What if we could Put our lives on Hold

and meet somewhere inside of the world

I would meet you, Would you meet me?

On a park bench, On a skyscrape,

On a mountain

Oh yeah, whatever it takes.

I would meet you, Would you meet me?

I'm glad to say that we've met,

But I'm sad to say that the circumstances weren't

On our side.

So go on, Go on be your own,

Go on be your own star.

What if we could? Where would we go?

If it felt right Would you want me to know?

I would meet you, Would you meet me?

It's like a last chance For a first dance.

You're a sunrise Can't somehow exist.

I would meet you. Would you meet me?

I'm glad to say that we've met,

But I'm sad to say that the circumstances weren't

On our side.

So go on, Go on be your own,

Go on be your own star.

A superstar in my eyes, in my eyes.

Look in my eyes, Just look in my eyes.

What if we couldnPut our lives on Hold

and meet somewhere inside of the world?

I would meet you. Would you meet me?

God I would, God I would.

I would meet you. Would you meet me?

Os nossos amigos

Há coisas que não queremos que os nossos amigos sejam capazes de fazer ver e seriamos capazes de lhos fazer, não fosse o facto de por vezes a alternativa ser bastante pior. Casos em que a alternativa significa desilusão, a queda do pedestal em que muitas vezes os pomos.

Há alturas em que desculpamos toda e qualquer acção dos nossos amigos, talvez mesmo apenas para não nos desiludirmos: "Ah, deve ter-se esquecido", "Ah, estava magoado/a", "Ah, os seus problemas são mais graves", "Ah, não falou por mal", "Ah, não tem tempo", "Ah, se calhar a culpa foi minha"!

Mais tarde ou mais cedo chegamos a apercebermo-nos de que no fundo só nos temos a nós próprios. Apesar de isso não bastar, não significa estar totalmente só. Somos humanos, voláteis, erróneos, orgulhosos, sedentos de atenção e importância como os nossos amigos: trata-se apenas de um agilizar de prioridades, uma concertação nem sempre bem-sucedida.

Ninguém é mau por natureza, ninguém falha porque quer, ninguém se zanga de propósito. Os nossos amigos antes de serem uma extensão (pretensa) de nós mesmos, são apenas indíviduos como nós, com iguais sentimentos, emoções e palavras.

No fundo precisámos todos uns dos outros; digam o que disserem há pessoas capazes de nos mudar, de nos alterar o estado de espírito ou o nível de confiança e positivismo que possuímos: esses são os nossos amigos.

Inimigos? Esses não existem!

Waiting for the end - Linkin Park

This is not the end
This is not the beginning,
Just a voice like a riot
Rocking every revision-
But you listen to the tone
And the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady
Something empty's within 'em.

We say Yeah!
With fists flying up in the air
Like we're holding onto something
That's invisible there,
'Cause we're living at the mercy of
The pain and the fear
Until we dead it, Forget it,
Let it all disappear.

Waiting for the end to come
Wishing I had strength to stand
This is not what I had planned
It's out of my control....

Flying at the speed of light
Thoughts were spinning in my head
So many things were left unsaid
It's hard to let you go...

I know what it takes to move on,
I know how it feels to lie,
All I wanna do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got

Sitting in an empty room
Trying to forget the past
This was never meant to last,
I wish it wasn't so...

What was left when that fire was gone?
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it's like moving on
And i don't even know what kind of things I've said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So, picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending Is starting again!!