sábado, 27 de novembro de 2010

Baker Street







Baker Street
(Gerry Rafferty)

Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well another crazy day
You drink the night away
And forget about everything


This city desert makes she feel so cold
It's got so many people but it's got no soul
And it's taken you so long
To find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything


Used to think that it was so easy
Used to say that it was so easy
But you're trying, you're trying now
Another year and then you'd be happy
Just one more year and then you'll be happy
But you're crying, you're crying now


Way down the street there's a light in his place
He opens the door, he's got that look on his face
And he asked where you've been
You tell him who you've seen
And you talk about anything


He's got this dream about buying some land
He's gonna give up the booze and the one night stands
And then he'll settle down
In this quiet little town
And forget about everything


But you know he'll always keep moving
You know, he's never gonna stop moving
Cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stone
When you wake up, it's a new morning
The sun is shining, it's a new morning
When you're going, you're going home








Post Scriptum
1: Quem não escutar pode se intrigar de mim.

Post Scriptum 2: Obrigaaaado, Lisa.


[ "You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes... Remember: all I am offering is the truth, nothing more." ]

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