I Need My Girl
The National

"I am good but i am grounded
Davy says that i look taller

I can't get my head around it

I keep feeling smaller and smaller

I need my girl

I need my girl

Remember when you lost your shit

And drove the car into the garden

You got out and said "i'm sorry"

To the vines and no one saw it

I need my girl

I need my girl

I'm under the gun again

I know i was a 45 percenter then

I know i was a lot of things

But i am good but i am grounded

Davy says that i look taller

I can't get my head around it

I keep feeling smaller and smaller

I need my girl

I need my girl

There's some things that i should never

Laugh about in front of family

In a week we'll be together

I'll try to call you when i'm landing

I need my girl

I need my girl

Remember when you said "i'm sorry"

To the vines and no one saw it

I tried to call you from the party

It's full of punks and cannonballers

I need my girl

I need my girl

I'm under the gun again

I know i was a 45 percenter then

I know i was a lot of things

But i am good but i am grounded

Davy says that i look taller

I can't get my head around it

I keep feeling smaller and smaller

I need my girl

I keep feeling smaller and smaller

I need my girl

I keep feeling smaller and smaller"

Sonhei que a ouvia, sussurrada baixinho, ao ouvido atento. Não pela voz obvia do Matt, mas pela sempre surpreendente voz do coração. A voz doce do coração, que não cresce, que não muda, que não se emudece com o passar dos anos doentes.

Demasiado real para que apenas um sonho, mas de facto, um sonho.

Talvez tivesse os olhos abertos, dormindo, mas fechei-os para alimentar o sonho e comer das saudades .

D.

A luz...

Imagem daqui

(...) a luz extingue-se em branco lívido que se azula de esverdeado frio. Há no ar um torpor do que se não consegue nunca. (...)

Fernando Pessoa - Livro do Desassossego

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