Friday, March 06, 2009

Life in technicolor ii (em memória de Afonso Tiago, 1981-2009)
There's a wild wind blowing
Down the corner of my street
Every night there the headlights are glowing
There's a cold war coming
On the radio I heard
Baby it's a violent world
Oh love don't let me go
Won't you take me where the streetlights glow
I could hear it coming
I could hear the sirens sound
Now my feet won't touch the ground
Time came a-creepin 'Oh and time's a loaded gun
Every road is a ray of light
It goes o-o-on
Time only can lead you on
Still it's such a beautiful night
Oh love don't let me go
Won't you take me where the streetlights glow
I could hear it coming
Like a serenade of sound
Now my feet won't touch the ground
Gravity release me
And dont ever hold me down
Now my feet won't touch the ground.
Coldplay

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