Músicas para chorar [4]
09:38Hoje no "Músicas para chorar" vamos ter duas músicas, uma escolhida por mim e outra pela C*, que como já aqui foi dito é a minha colaboradora nestes andanças.
E, para hoje, e uma vez que é o último módulo, e portanto os últimos 2 meses com o pessoal do meu curso todo junto em todos os dias da semana, trago uma música de despedida e recordações:
Composição: Chad Kroeger
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin' out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if It's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life's better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in
Oh oh oh
Oh god I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Remember the old arcade?
Blew ever dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hanging out
They said somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we'd know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when
Oh oh oh
Oh god I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss that town
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me
1 comentários
Se bem que o que nos apetece é mandar toda a gente ir pastar com as vacas, é triste pensar que é o último. (vou postar qql coisa relacionado com isso no blog daqui a uns minutos :p)
ResponderEliminarFazer comentários não causa alergia e não demora mais do que uns minutos e, em muitos casos, é o suficiente para me fazer feliz pelo menos por um dia. Então tentem não ser preguiçosos e comentar, sim?
Sob circunstância alguma serão aceites comentários que demonstrem falta de respeito e/ou educação. Fazer uma crítica construtiva e fundamentada é um exercício saudável, não custa nada experimentar.
Comentários do género "eh eh, segue-me, isto é tão giro, yupii!" e outros sem qualquer relação com o conteúdo do blog serão imediatamente apagados e a pessoa que os fizer terá azar nos próximos 7 anos.
Tirando os avisos acima, sintam-se à vontade para comentar e façam uma bloguer feliz! ^.^