sexta-feira, 2 de agosto de 2013

Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong...

If at some point we all succumb
For goodness sake, let us be young
'Cause time gets harder to outrun
And I'm nobody, I'm not done'
 
With a cool, cool breeze and dirty knees
I rest on childhood memories
We all got old at breakneck speed
Slow it down, go easy on me, go easy on me
 
Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come on
Put a T-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
 
If it's up and after you
What do you suppose that you would do?
You're all whacked out from lack of sleep
You blame it on the friends you keep

If you want to do things differently
Go, do them independently
We all got old at breakneck speed
Slow it down, go easy on me, go easy on me

Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come on
Put a T-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong

Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come
Put a T-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong

Does holy water make you pure?
Submerged, your vision's just obscured
You're a lot like me, in upto our knees
In over, your chest is way too deep

Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come on
Put a T-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong

Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come on
Put a T-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
Será que a idade nos muda de facto? ou simplesmente aguça as qualidades e acentua os defeitos? será que simplesmente somos mais velhos, mais responsáveis, mais cansados e mais ecléticos? então porque é que é que eu não sinto isso? porque é que continuamos a dormir todos na mesma cama e a tomar o pequeno-almoço de pijama?

Este será mais um fim-de-semana bom! E que nada mude...por enquanto!