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09 janeiro 2010 

Um poeminha para os dias cinzentos

SHELTER

I find shelter
In this way
Undercover
Hide away
Can you hear
When I say
I have never
Felt this way

Maybe I had said
Something that was wrong
Can I make it better
With the lights turned on

Could I be
Was I there
It felt so crystal
In the air
I still want to drown
Whenever you leave
Please teach me gently
How to breathe

And I'll cross oceans
Like never before
So you can feel the way I feel it too
I'll mirror images back at you
So you can see the way I feel it too

Maybe I had said
Something that was wrong
Can I make it better
With the lights turned on


(The XX)
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