Words

Silêncio

oiço apenas o vento a gritar lá fora.

Aqui resta a calma e o silêncio que a paz carrega.

Os olhos fecham.

Será?



Singing words, words between the lines of age.

Words, words between the lines of age.

If I was a junkman selling you cars,

Washing your windows and shining your stars,

Thinking your mind was my own in a dream

What would you wonder and how would it seem?

Living in castles a bit at a time

The king started laughing and talking in rhyme.