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Where flowers bloom

Here I go again
To a place I once was happy To where I felt alive  To where I knew I was free 
This place  Where thoughts are new Where light shines brighter Music surrounds you And life expands  Beyond its limitations Regardless of temptations
I'll sip coffee  I'll drink wine  I'll dive deep  I was happy in this place I will contemplate youth's face
I will knit joy with thick threads of hope I will stride down its roads A thousand dreams Floating in and out of my mind
I will fluctuate I'll soar And at night I'll go to bed  Peaceful, I will be, Silent, in a room  And I'll gaze through the window  At this place where flowers bloom

A shadow

A shadow
Not the light it once was  Not the silvery shine of a dream Not the golden gleam of hope A dark silhouette  A shadow
She did not pursue it anymore But it followed her from afar It reminded her  Occasionally  Of things that almost were  Yet never become 
A shadow  The darkness projected  By the light that it was 
Now,  A shadow,  Following  Sad Silent Slow
A memory  A reminder  Of all it could have been And all it never was  All it never  is

O pior cego, aquele que tudo vê

Com o que você  se importa?
Fica aí no seu cantinho Seus queixumes faz baixinho Meio de lado Nada público Pra não parecer alterado
Com o que você se importa?  Tanto pensamento Profundo conhecimento Dá pinta de reservado Tudo escondido  Tudo guardado
Mas é preciso entender Você não pode perder As possíveis concessões Os eventuais favorecimentos As potenciais benesses  Que venham a aparecer
Vê Não é cego Vê Permanece mudo Vê E se faz de morto Pra tudo
Tudo afunda Tudo afoga Tudo se esvai Mas sua única paixão É sua tábua de salvação

Never there

Your country is going down the hole
You post pictures of cute dogs We are all inside a time machine Going back to the Dark ages You're sharing videos of fluffy cats
The poor are losing the little chance they had Women are disappearing from spaces they'd finally started to share Students are being beaten  Struggling for the bit that should be naturally theirs
And you?  You are there  With your pictures by the pool  Your forced fake whitened smile  Your Instagram full of pictures of your drinks You don't give a damn if the ship sinks
They are telling us not to think They are telling us not to care They are telling us all And some of us are fighting back But you don't count  You never counted You were never there

No hope

There is no more hope
A tunnel takes you back  To dark ages To despair To no more dreams No more llusions
You will hear their forceful steps The march of the blind haters They will take you out of bed They will pull you by the hair They will drag you around the streets They will burn you in the fire
You will not mean a thing  You may try to run
There will be no escape No more You can try to run  Or you can hope for the rope