Som da Semana: Donots - Stop the Clocks

Lies
Demand another lie
No matter how i try
Wish i could disappear
I know myself
I know myself well enough
Down
The only way is down
My face down on the ground
What am i doing here?
I know myself
I know myself well enough

And if i could stop the clocks
If i could make this moment mine
I´d make the most of a bad time
I wish i could stop the clocks
And wash away those lies
It´s all that i could wish for tonight

Down
The only way is down
My face down on the ground
What am i doing here?
I know myself
I know myself well enough
And now my angels need angels
To help me get out of this hell
I know myself well enough
To know that i don´t know myself

And if i could stop the clocks
If i could make this moment mine
I´d make the most of a bad time
I wish i could stop the clocks
And wash away those lies
It´s all that i could wish for tonight

And if i could stop the clocks
If i could make this moment mine
I´d make the most of a bad time
I wish i could stop the clocks
And wash away those lies
It´s all that i could wish for tonight


Quem parará os relógios por mim (para mim)??...

Som da Semana: Europe - Dreamer

He is down by the riverside
Late one night
He's tryin' to count the stars
In each of the signs
All alone by the riverside
And time passes by
Gathering thoughts of the past
And maybe he'll cry
So they say he's a madman
And he don't understand
But I know that he's tryin' hard
To act like a manA
ll those years he has suffered,my friends
All those years of pain
But I don't think he knows for sure
If those years were in vain
He's a dreamer
And he's fightin' for his life
He's tryin' to understand
He's a dreamer
But he wants to carry on
Yet I know he's a lonely man



Não querendo parecer demasiado convencido, acho que esta música se adapta perfeitamente a mim...

Som da Semana: Michael Sembello - She's a Maniac

Just a still town girl on a saturday night, lookin' for the fight of her life
In the real-time world no one sees her at all, they all say she's crazy
Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life
She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance

It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire
On a wire between will and what will be

She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before

On the ice-build iron sanity is a place most never see
It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it
You work all your life for that moment in time, it could come or pass you by
It's a push of the world, but there's always a chance
If the hunger stays the night

There's a cold connective heat, struggling, stretching for defeat
Never stopping with her head against the wind

She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before

(Solo)

It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire
On a wire between will and what will be

She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before

(repeats out)



É esta a minha opinião acerca das mulheres meste momento...
They're all Maniacs...