Pois é glr essa semana foi simplesmente morgada para tds nós.Não aconteceu nada q ficasse maracados para as nossas memorias.Foi mais uma semana q nos não vivemos mas sobrevivemos.A maré da rotina esta carregando os barcos das nossa vidas.

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold confort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here