It's About Time - The Lemonheads

Bite my tongue
And I wont say a word against anyone
But I don't wanna get my fingers wet
Unless it's an accident
Fell out on the street
Now I'm watching my shoes
And I grit my teeth
But I don't have to look that way
If I had half a say

It's about time
It's about time

Lick my lips
And I wont hear the end of this
All you need's a reassurance
Buy some time and come back for it
Before long, before it's gone
Patience is like bread, I say
I ran out of that yesterday

It's about time
It's about time

Enough about us lets talk about me
If not about you
Its not about sunshine

It's about time
It's about time

Touch my leg
Its smooth but there's stubble there
I'll fall back and let em go
Only when i know you know
I don't know
Make me sure
Have your people contact mine
And keep your lawyer on the line

It's about time...

No Place to Fall - Mark Lanegan & Isobel Campbell

If I had no place to fall and I needed to
Could I count on you to lay me down?

I'll never tell you, no lies
I don't believe it's wise
You got pretty eyes, won't you spin me 'round?

I'm not much of a lover, it's true
I'm here and I'm gone and I'm forever blue
But I'm sure wanting you

The sky falls silver and gold
It tries to hide the sun but it can't be done
'Least not for long

But if we help each other grow
While the light of day smiles down our way
Oh, we can't go wrong

But time, she is a fast old train
She's here and she's gone and she won't come again
So won't you take my hand?

If I had no place to fall and I needed to
Could I count on you to lay me down?

Eu ainda vou transar com você - Mutantes

Eu sei que eu não faço nada
Mas eu gosto, gosto muito de você, de você, de você...
de vocêeee

Eu sei que eu não vou à escola
Mais eu gosto, gosto muito de você, de você, de você...
de vocêeeee

Você não acredita em nada dessa história
de eu tocar com você, com você, com você...
com você...

Alimente essa que eu ainda
Vou transar com você, com você...
com vocêeee

Andam dizendo que a vida não está com nada
Eu acho que não
E digo tá, tá, tá de todo o meu coração:
Legal

Venham vós ao nosso reino aqui no Brasil
Rock'n'roll, paz e amor aqui no Brasil
E talvez o fim de semana não tenha mais fim
E talvez a nossa música não tenha mais fim
E talvez a nossa vida não tenha mais fim

No Rain - Blind Melon

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane

I just want someone to say to me, oh oh oh oh
I'll always be there when you wake
You know I'd like to keep my tears dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
escape......escape......escape......

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
you don't like my point of view
you think I'm insane
Its not sane......it's not sane.

I just want someone to say to me, oh oh oh oh
I'll always be there when you wake
You know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
and i'll have it made, and i'll have it made, and i'll have itmade.....

I may be too young - Suzi Quatro

Wow! Hey!
You heard about Suzi from Baton Rouge?
You have? Well
let me tell you about her!
Yeh ! Well little Suzi was raised at the Baton Rouge
Suzi was fooled
she was born to lose
She could be seen keeping company wherever she went
With those long haired blue eyed southern gents.

She said I may be too young to fall in love
But I'm still hangin' round
She said I may be too young to fall in love
But I'm still hangin' round.
Just waiting for you
I'm just awaitin' for you
She said I'm waitin' for you
you
I'm just waitin' for you.

Well
you know what those Louisiana nights can do
To a back street girl with southern blues
Fifteen have passed and straight out of school
She was hard to handle
she was easy to fool
They said go go go little Suzi
Too old to scold and too young to choose
Suzi was fooled
born to lose
And that's how they talk about her down in Baton Rouge.

She said I may be too young to fall in love . . .

I Don't Want To Grow Up - Tom Waits

When I'm lyin' in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up
how do you move in a world of fog
that's always changing things
makes me wish that I could be a dog
when I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna gow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up

Seems like folks turn into things that they'd never want
the only thing to live for is today...
I'm gonna put a hole in my T.V. set
I don't wanna grow up
open up the medicine chest
and I don't wanna gow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wannt have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up

Well when I see my parents fight
I don't wanna gow up
they all go out and drinking all night
and I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room
nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old tomb
on Grand Street

When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
fall in love and get married then boom
how the hell did it get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up

Bird on the Wire - Leonard Cohen

Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.

Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
he said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"

Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choirhave tried in my way to be free.

Estrambote Melancólico - Carlos Drummond de Andrade

Tenho saudade de mim mesmo,
saudade sob aparência de remorso,
de tanto que não fui, a sós, a esmo,
e de minha alta ausência em meu redor.
Tenho horror, tenho pena de mim mesmo
e tenho muitos outros sentimentos
violentos. Mas se esquivam no inventário,
e meu amor é triste como é vário,
e sendo vário é um só. Tenho carinho
por toda perda minha na corrente
que de mortos a vivos me carreia
e a mortos restitui o que era deles
mas em mim se guardava. A estrela-d'alva
penetra longamente seu espinho
(e cinco espinhos são) na minha mão.

Metade - Oswaldo Montenegro

Que a força do medo que tenho
Não me impeça de ver o que anseio

Que a morte de tudo em que acredito
Não me tape os ouvidos e a boca
Porque metade de mim é o que eu grito
Mas a outra metade é silêncio.

Que a música que ouço ao longe
Seja linda ainda que tristeza
Que a mulher que eu amo seja pra sempre amada
Mesmo que distante
Porque metade de mim é partida
Mas a outra metade é saudade.

Que as palavras que eu falo
Não sejam ouvidas como prece e nem repetidas com fervor
Apenas respeitadas
Como a única coisa que resta a um homem inundado de sentimentos
Porque metade de mim é o que ouço
Mas a outra metade é o que calo.

Que essa minha vontade de ir embora
Se transforme na calma e na paz que eu mereço
Que essa tensão que me corrói por dentro
Seja um dia recompensada
Porque metade de mim é o que eu penso mas a outra metade é um vulcão.

Que o medo da solidão se afaste, e que o convívio comigo mesmo se torne ao menos suportável.

Que o espelho reflita em meu rosto um doce sorriso
Que eu me lembro ter dado na infância
Por que metade de mim é a lembrança do que fui
A outra metade eu não sei.

Que não seja preciso mais do que uma simples alegria
Pra me fazer aquietar o espírito
E que o teu silêncio me fale cada vez mais
Porque metade de mim é abrigo
Mas a outra metade é cansaço.

Que a arte nos aponte uma resposta
Mesmo que ela não saiba
E que ninguém a tente complicar
Porque é preciso simplicidade pra fazê-la florescer
Porque metade de mim é platéia
E a outra metade é canção.

E que a minha loucura seja perdoada
Porque metade de mim é amor
E a outra metade também.

Coitado! que em tempo choro e rio - Luís Vaz de Camões

Coitado! que em um tempo choro e rio
Espero e temo, quero e aborreço;
Juntamente me alegro e entristeço;
Du~a cousa confio e desconfio.

Voo sem asas; estou cego e guio;
E no que valho mais menos mereço.
Calo e dou vozes, falo e emudeço,
Nada me contradiz, e eu aporfio.

Queria, se ser pudesse, o impossível;
Queria poder mudar-me e estar quedo;
Usar de liberdade e estar cativo;

Queria que visto fosse e invisível;
Queira desenredar-me e mais me enredo:
Tais os extremos em que triste vivo!

Desânimo - Álvares de Azevedo

Estou agora triste. Há nesta vida
Páginas torvas que se não apagam,
Nódoas que não se lavam... se esquecê-las
De todo não é dado a quem padece...
Ao menos resta ao sonhador consolo
No imaginar dos sonhos de mancebo!

Oh! voltai uma vez! eu sofro tanto!
Meus sonhos, consolai-me! distraí-me!
Anjos das ilusões, as asas brancas
As névoas puras, que outro sol matiza.
Abri ante meus olhos que abraseiam
E lágrimas não tem que a dor do peito
Transbordem um momento...

...

Ilusão, ideal, a ti meus sonhos,
Como os cantos a Deus se erguem gemendo!
Por ti meu pobre coração palpita...
Eu sofro tanto! meus exaustos dias
Não sei por que logo ao nascer manchou-os
De negra profecia um Deus irado.
Outros meu fado invejam... Que loucura!
Que valem as ridículas vaidades
De uma vida opulenta, os falsos mimos
De gente que não ama? Até o gênio
Que Deus lançou-me à doentia fronte,
Qual semente perdida num rochedo,
Tudo isso que vale, se padeço!

...

Blown A Wish - My Bloody Valentine

Midnight wish blow me a kiss
I'll blow one to you
Make like this
Try to pretend it's true

Show me all your favorite things
Show you all mine too
Make a wish
I'll give it all to you
Hold on to your promises
Hold on to mine too
Caught like this
I'll turn it in with you

Fall apart my bleeding heart
Nothing left to do
Once in love
I'll be the death of you

Paper Heart Ending

Crestfallen - Smashing Pumpkins

Who am I to need you when I'm down?
Where are you when I need you around?
Your life is not your own

And all I ask you
Is for another chance
Another way around you
To live by circumstance, once again

Who am I to need you now?
To ask you why, to tell you no
To deserve your love and sympathy
You were never meant to belong to me

And you may go, but I know you won't leave
Too many years built into memories
Your life is not your own

Who am I to need you now?
To ask you why, to tell you no
To deserve your love and sympathy
You were never meant to belong to me

Who am I to you?
Along the way
I lost my faith

And as you were, you'll be again
To mold like clay, to break like dirt
To tear me up in your sympathy
You were never meant to belong to me
You were never meant to belong to me
You were never meant to belong to me

Who am I?

Splitscreen: A Love Story