oh that weight is lifting

you're an explosion (you're dynamite)

she wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together

| j.d. salinger |

pass out wishes

quando te escrevo tu não foges das minhas páginas.

| pedro paixão, asfixia |

a break up song when times are changing

pontos de luz

so breathe on

I am Hope

And I’m comin’ to fight

Hear me lookin’ away

Oh!

I am Hope

And I’m ready to fight

Hear me runnin’ away

Nobody knows what’s right

I am Hope

And I show my knife

Hear me lookin’ away

Oh!

I am Hope

And I’m open-eyed

Hear me shakin’ around

Oh, oh, oh

Here am I

Lookin’ for a lover to come tonight

Lookin’ for a lover to breathe to life

I am you

I am Hope

And I’m ready to fight

Hear me shakin’ all over

Nobody knows what’s right

I am Hope

And home at night

Hear me lookin’ away

Oh, oh, oh

Here am I

Lookin’ for a lover to burn the night

Lookin’ for a lover to breathe to life

I am you

Here am I

Lookin’ for a lover to burn the night

Lookin’ for a lover to breathe to life

I am you

Yeah!

| bat for lashes, oh yeah! |

come in my kitchen when it rains outside

| © Corbis-Bettmann |

She hangs beneath the sky
Her eyes pass the sea

She talks and explodes
Broken peace
In this beautiful sheet

He chews her back to the crowd to the cold
Starting if you fall
Seeing this secret beauty

He spews her around to the floor
And opens up the door
To the plastic music

Thinking of sleeping beauty chained
To her dress, and to her braid
Thinking of sleeping beauty chained
To her dress and to beauty

She's my sleeping beauty

| patrick watson, sleeping beauty |

beginners

ou sobre como deixar alguém sem sair do mesmo sítio.

desejos

v., que olhes sempre mais além. 

how do you measure its worth?