Shh

A poesia da velhice eclode num desenfreado patético de gritos de arrependimento. Os mais novos fogem assustados com o som dos clamores que ainda hão-de vir.

Feel good song

A puxar ferro (sempre quis dizer isto) ouço o seguinte quando estou completamente esgotada:

Yeah nothing can stand in your way
You're going to find out one day what a powerful women You will becomin oh yeah
I dont know if you ever heard
You are the center of the universe
The fire you got is made to burn out
oh yeahhhh

dream girl (close enough to feel it)
dream girl (hold onto that feeling)
dream girl

e depois:

 

You might be good looking but you just don’t look right

Recorro novamente a Minor Majority.

happy go lucky