Meco - Cabo Espichel

Everything is in right place

Tudo como deve ser. Aquilo é aquilo. Isso é isso. Eu sou eu e tu és tu. Não há cá meios termos ou assim-assim's. Ou talvez. Ou sim ou não. Somos pessoas e pronto. Podes deitar-te, sentar-te aqui se quiseres. Queres olhar comigo para o céu? Podíamos fazê-lo...Podias ficar aqui a apreciar o mundo comigo e a falar de filosofias que não interessam a ninguém e só tornam as conversas bonitas e a nós mais sensíveis, ou se quiseres podemos ficar em silêncio. Posso imaginar como seria se não estivesses aqui, se tudo isto não fosse assim e fosse ao contrário. O mundo seria mais bonito se fosse ao contrário?

Lights

"...Thats the one, Oi
How did he not find the baggy, with his hand in my shoe?
Way too close for me, ah well at least they allowed me through.
Should be a good night in here, Ramo in the main room,
People keep pushing me though, no reception on the phone.
And i'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
They said they'd be here, they said, they said in the corner,
And im thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, then walkin' off into the night)
These look well speckly, bit green and blue,
Freeze is well cheap though, so i'll take three if i need to.
Right im on the plan, i wish the bouncers would go away,
Borrow water off this man, here goes nothing OK,
And i'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
argh Thats proper rank, that tastes like hairspray
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, then walkin' off into the night)
I hate coming to the entrance, just to get bars on my phone,
You have no new messages, so why haven't they phoned?
Menu, write message, so where are you and Simone?
Send message, dans number, where've they gone?
And im thinkin'...
(the Lights are blinding my eyes)
Why's the message pending? where the fuck are ya?
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, there walkin' off into the night)
Hmm, brandy or beer? Waters a good idea,
Wish that bar lady'd appear; and come serve over here.
Where the fuck could they be? still not over in the corner,
This nights a tragedy, i keep thinking i saw her.
And i'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
No thats not them, thats not them either...
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, then walkin' off into the night)
I'm still not feeling anything, this has got to be a dud.
It's been ages since i necked it, and smoked six tabs to the nub.
Belly's not even tingling, i just feel a bit pissed..
No-one looks like minglin', i cant see her or him..
And im thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
I'm gonna do another i think. Yeah, one more, these are shit.
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, then walkin' off into the night)
These toilets are a piss take, queue's bigger than the door.
Gotta get rid of this pill taste, what are they chattin so much for?
Glad i'm not a girl in this place, they'll be here til dawn.
Sure my belly's tingling a bit, summat's happening im sure.
And im thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
Maybe i shouldnt have done the second one, i feel all fidgety and warm...
(People pushin' by, then walkin' off into the night)
Whoa, everything in the room is spinning, i think i'm going to fall down,
My heart's beating too quick, i'm fucking tripping out.
I wonder whether they got in, turned away no doubt.
Who cares, this is a tune coming in, that one where hes just like..
Im thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
My eyes are rolling back, i'm rubbing my thighs with my hand.
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, then walkin' off into the night)
Yeah yeah theys' here - can they see my hand in the air?
Need to wave 'em over here. I Swear Simone's kissing Dan.
My head's twisted severe, body's rushing everywhere,
They could have texted me when they were near, but i'm fucked and i don't care.
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
What was i thinkin' about? Ah who cares, i'm maaaashed.
(People pushin' by, then walkin' off into the night)
Totally fucked, cant hardly fuckin' stand.
This is fuckin amazing; argh."

"The Streets - Blinded by the light - A Grand Don't Come For Free (2004)"

(A)ssimetria

Não encaixas. Vês a preto e branco. Sou de outro mundo. Não te consigo ver assim. Faço-te uma cromatografia e estás a cores. Pinta-te de alegria. Deixa a nostalgia de parte e corre em direcção em sol, à luz. Ao arco iris. Ele encaixa na tua vida. Se deixares. Tira-me essa máscara negra que te cobre e por favor mostra-te ao mundo. Descobre-te. Descobre as tuas cores. Diria que és azul, e talvez vermelho. Mas nunca preto no branco ou vice-versa.