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Everything’s fine!

Posted: April 5, 2013 in Banda sonora, Uncategorized

Mother mother,

Can you hear me
I’m just calling to say hello
How’s the weather
How’s my father
Am I lonely heavens no
Mother mother
Are you listening
Just a phone call to ease your mind
Life is perfect
Never better
Distance making the heart grow blind

When you sent me off to see the world
Were you scared that I might get hurt
Would I try a little tobacco
Would I keep on hiking up my skirt

I’m hungry
I’m dirty
I’m losing my mind
Everything’s fine

I’m freezing
I’m starving
I’m bleeding to death
Everything’s fine

Yeah, I’m working
Making money
I’m just starting to build a name
I can feel it
Around the corner
I could make it any day

Mother mother
Can you hear me
Yeah I’m sober sure I’m sane
Life is perfect
Never better
Still your daughter still the same

If I tell you what you want to hear
Will it help you to sleep well at night
Are you sure that I’m your perfect dear
Now just cuddle up and sleep tight

I’m hungry
I’m dirty
I’m losing my mind
Everything’s fine

I’m freezing
I’m starving
I’m bleeding to death
Everything’s fine

I miss you
I love you

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I know you say
Maybe some day
I need never be alone
I know I say
It’s the right way
But you’ll never be the one

I’ve been walking alone now
For a long long time
I don’t wanna hang out now
With the friends who just aren’t mine

Party to party
You’ve been looking
But your search will never end
You’ve been hanging
With the wrong crowd
You’ve got all the right friends

I’ve been walking alone now
For a long long time
I don’t wanna hang out now
With the friends who just aren’t mine

I don’t wanna be with you anymore
I just don’t want you anymore
I don’t wanna be with you anymore
I just don’t want you anymore

I don’t wanna be with you anymore
(I just don’t, I just don’t want you)
I just don’t want you anymore
(I just don’t, I just don’t, I just don’t want you)
I don’t wanna be with you anymore
(I just don’t, I just don’t, I just don’t want you)
I just don’t want you anymore

…alturas em que um adolescente está a passar uma má fase, simplesmente porque a maioria das músicas que a Hayley escreve é sobre problemas com a banda ou problemas com um gajo ou qualquer coisa assim parecida. Eu quando tinha 14 anos era obcecada por Paramore e pelo cabelo laranja da Hayley, até o dia em que os irmãos Farro decidiram abandonar a banda. Eu que estou mais ou menos dentro do que é o mundo música, tocar com outras pessoas e essas coisas assim, sei perfeitamente que tem de haver uma certa química, e é o mesmo para o teatro, se eu partilho o piano com uma pessoa que me dou mal eu vou tocar mal e passar vergonhas, se toco com uma pessoa que até me dou bem, pode não ser o meu melhor amigo, mas vou estar mais segura e tocar bem, porque quando tocas com alguém estão juntos a fazê-lo, e detesto ver bandas a separar-se porque é pior que um break up, estás literalmente a acabar com os teus melhores amigos (se a banda for negócio sério), foi por isso que deixei de gostar de Paramore, para mim já não é mais Paramore sem os irmãos Farro, falta algo.

Mas mesmo assim, porque ainda tenho uma veia da minha adolescência na sua fase primordial, ainda ouço Paramore quando estou fodidi com toda a gente. 
Para quando os amigos não tomam as melhores atitudes
Para quando as pitas (ou pitos) da escola me irritam
Para quando se tem uma atração por alguém ou se está apaixonado
Para quando os amigos arranjam namorado e mudam
Para quando se tira uma má nota
Para momentos-nojentos de amor:

Posted: July 20, 2012 in Banda sonora
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Carry on my wayward son,
There’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I’m dreamin’, I can hear them say

Carry on my wayward son,
there’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
don’t you cry no more

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don’t know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I’m like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune, but I hear the voices say


Carry on my wayward son,
there’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
don’t you cry no more


Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life’s no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you