You Seems Like ...

"She's georgia honeysuckle sweet
Smiles at strangers on the street
Remembers everybody's name
Calls her momma every day
Got the look
Got the friends
Gives the world
All her best
But she hides
All the rest

She's got a smile like california
She's got a spirit like new orleans
Eyes like the lights of new york city, yeah
Cool as a carolina breeze
But underneath
But underneath
She's got a heart like memphis

She sleeps with the tv on
Wakes up dreamin he came home
Won't lay on his side of the bed
Too many memories in her head
No one knows
When she cries alone,
In the night
They just think
She's alright, cause

She's got a smile like california
She's got a spirit like new orleans
Eyes like the lights of new york city, yeah
Cool as a carolina breeze
But underneath
But underneath
She's got a heart like memphis

Oh yeah

(...)

As they're ever gonna get

She's got a smile like california
She's got a spirit like new orleans
Eyes like the lights of new york city, yeah
Cool as a carolina breeze
But underneath
But underneath

She's got a heart like memphis"

Personagem Errada

No intemporal, me perco.

Perco-me por calçadas nostálgicas, de um passado inquietante.
Pensando no que foi e no que poderia ter sido.
Fazendo do passado, um futuro ficticio.

Assumindo-me, numa personagem errada.
Construindo um elenco, à medida dos meus gostos.
Encenando uma curta, com os meus sonhos.
Exibindo o final, a uns e outros.

Mr.London

Dreams

“Peyton: Make a wish and place it in your heart. Anything you want. Everything you want.

Lucas: Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true. You never know where the next miracle is going to come from, the next smile. The next wish come true.
Peyton: But if you believe that it is right around the corner. And you open your heart and mind to the possibility of it. To the certainty of it.
Brooke: You just might get the thing you're wishing for.
Nathan: The world is full of magic. You just have to believe in it. So make your wish. Do you have it?
Haley: Good. Now believe in it. With all your heart.”

Histórias Infantis - "Everything is Psychological"

O Amor é a Visão da Mentira.
...
Naquele momento, quando o vento se fez sentir, quando as folhas se elevavam ao som desse mesmo vento, quando o Mundo ao redor se silenciou, quando o olhar disse o que a boca não teve coragem de dizer, percebi que são tudo Histórias Infantis.
Quando falamos dos Três Porquinhos, da Branca de Neve, do Rei Leão, da Turma da Mónica, falamos de Histórias Infantis. Quando falamos de Alma Gémeas, de Amor Verdadeiro, de Amor e Uma Cabana, da Felicidade a Dois, falamos de Histórias Infantis.

O que é Uma História Infantil?
É uma literatura, que se destina tanto a pequenos como a graudos. O objecitvo, é fazer-nos ver o Mundo de uma forma colorida, de uma forma fácil. É também, fazer-nos acreditar na mentira e levar-nos a cair na ilusão. Elas, têm a capacidade de nos entreter ao seu limite, uma vida, outras apenas, por anos, outras por meses, outras por semanas (risos) e outras por horas (risos).

Concluindo, tudo o que pensamos sentir, tudo o que pensamos viver, tudo o que pensamos transmitir, é PSICOLÓGICO (Reservo esta frase apenas ao Amor). ;]

"Everything is Psychological"

Mr.London

Lie in the Sound

"I love you more than i should
So much more than is good for me
More than is good

Oh the timing is cruel
Oh i need and don't want to need
More than i should

I am falling
Say my name
And i'll lie in the sound
What is love but whatever
My heart needs around

Oh my sheet is so thin
So i say i can't sleep because
It's so very cold

But i know what i need
And if you were just near to me
Would you go....

I am falling
Say my name
And i'll lie in the sound
What is love
But whatever
My heart needs around

I am falling
Say my name
And i'll lie in the sound
What is love
But whatever
My heart needs around

And it needs you
Too much

Now."