In my time of need

I can't see the meaning of this life I'm leading
I try to forget you as you forgot me
This time there is nothing left for you to take,
This is goodbye

Summer is miles and miles away
And no one would ask me to stay

And I should contemplate this change
To ease the pain
And I should step out of the rain
Turn away

Close to ending it all, I am drifting through the stages
Of the rapture born within this loss
Thoughts of death insidee,
Tear me apart from the core of my soul

Summer is miles and miles away
And no one would ask me to stay

And I should contemplate this change
To ease the pain
And I should step out of the rain
Turn away

At the times the
Bark's fading slowly
But it never sustains
Would someone watch over me
In my time of need

Summer is miles and miles away
And no one would ask me to stay

And I should contemplate this change to ease the pain
And I should step out of the rain
Turn away

Pró Luis da Popota, seja bem aparecido. Tremura essencial é fixe, a apatia não o é tanto.
O melhor é subjectivo, tal e qual como o bom, por muito bom que seja, queremos sempre mais.
Mas eu tento por-me melhor.. Daqui a uns 2 ou 3 dias, qd estiver aqui a escrever qq coisa agarrada aos doces sul africanos que a minha mana me vai trazer, vou estar melhor, ou pelo menos vou-me iludir a pensar que sim, e eu tenho tanto jeito nisto das ilusões, que acredito mesmo nisso, e quando der por ela estou mesmo :p