Tuesday, August 7, 2007


Looking so damn lonely
Looking for a soul
Trying hard to cover up
The emptiness
The hole
What you’re calling culture
Is just arcades and malls
I can’t hear myself think
I can’t hear my heart sink
Here’s a diversion
A howl at the moon
The only time I feel alive is when I’m with you
Go down
Down to the sea
Down to the ocean
She’s calling to me
Gonna wash away my..... fears of this place
Gonna wash away my..... tears from your face

Tim Booth, Down to the sea

1 comment:

José Alberto Mostardinha said...


Um beijinho e... boas férias.