There's no time to feeling sorry. Why am I so cold? Why I'm so hard inside? Why am I scared? What am I afraid of? I don't even know! This story's never had an end. I've been waiting, I've been searching, I've been hoping...

O maior problema deste Mundo? A mente controlar o coração e não deixar o amor voar mais alto...

We both know it's going to be another long winter, the kind that freezes, shut the doors of early spring but I still like the wind when I hear you knocking with a whisper. I'll open the doors and I'll let you in. Depressing things are empty beds and lonely dinners and women who are middle aged with naked fingers. I'll buy myself a ring to symbolize this marriage every time I break the laws to let you in.

aids is a mass murderer

gripe suína

Vergonhoso, as verdades sobre a gripe, dita suína, chegam ao de cima... Vejam antes que o vídeo seja retirado da internet (as verdades têm sempre um carácter bastante "letal", digamos...)

It's late in the day, I'm thinking of you
Things that you say so long, so long for me
It's late in the day, I'm talking to you
Hear what I say so long, so long for me
I lay on my bed, searching my mind
Lighten my load so long, so long for me
I sleep on the road, dream of a sound
Coming my way so long, so long for me