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Like Tom Tom and Eloise In the heart of the soul Is where we've hidden our gold, We watch the oranges grow like stars, From wherever we are. The sky is a big dark cloth Where we sometimes get lost And there's no need to come back, We have eachother's heart to feed us. I find the way in your body, I see oceans and deserts And fill them with water That grows up in the sky. «I let you drive me like crazy, I don't mind if you call me Cadillac... We are kings of our own pathway, Made of flowers and colours That the people don't know...» To the sky we go Nothing can stop us now, To the sky we go Like Tom Tom and Eloise To the sky we go In the moment that we kiss. We can jump People will see us go down But they're dumb 'Cos we're angels playing round Safe in our own playground, We're shining like flashing stars Our blood is melted candy bars And our hands are together So this is how the sky looks like. Damon Durham. Damon at 1:01 da manhã
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where words come together as waves, blue and beautiful, dying in the whiteness, but repeating themselves like music notes, from sunrise to sunset to sunrise again. um livro: «Saudades de Nova Iorque», de Pedro Paixão. um filme: «Memento». um disco: «King of limbs», Radiohead. |