(Feita hoje. Um dia de sol, sonhos longos e tristes, pensamentos vagos sempre tornam-se em música)
I can barely feel the sun
or the water on my skin
Beer runs cold and I'm getting drunk
Drowned in my misery
I came here to get some peace of mind
All alone, no one to see
Resting my head on the grass
Oh dear lord, I've been a mess
What now, what now?
What will I do when my feet touch the ground?
What now, what now?
Who to call and tell it all about?
Hating myself, what have I done?
They just can laugh
and I just wanna run
I"ll get away
Maybe is time
I"ll take it until I can hide
Take it until I can hide
What now, what now?
What will I do when my feet touch the ground?
What now, what now?
Who to call and tell it all about?
(o solo de violão se assemelha propositalmente a musica Gomenasai das Tatu .)
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