sábado, maio 26, 2007
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quarta-feira, maio 23, 2007
terça-feira, maio 22, 2007
segunda-feira, maio 21, 2007
Jeff Bridges
nothing's cookin' but the rainthe rain that's pouring down
i can tell you when the silence came
but now it's hanging to the ground
all slow motion and hazy here
inside this room of mine
if the morning don't disappear
faith will take me down the line
i wish i was jeff bridges
moving down the highway
with the wind blowing through my hair
if you're getting tired of faking it
why don't you do go fuck someone else?
if you're getting tired of losin' it
don't ask me to come and help
i believe that we can all escape
i believe the light will shine
all i would ask of you
remember me for what i've done
and not for what i didn't do
i wish i was jeff bridges
moving down the highway
on a road that's taking me somewhere
somewhere
