21 de outubro de 2007


Sheets of empty canvas,

Untouched sheets of clay...

Were laid spread out before me

As her body once did.

Oh all five horizons
Revolved around her soul

As the earth to the sun

Now the air I tasted and breathed

Has taken a turn

Oh and all I taught her was everything

Oh I know she gave me all that she wore

And now my bitter hands

Chafe beneath the clouds

Of what was everything?

All the pictures have

All been washed in black,

Tattooed everything

I take a walk outside

I'm surrounded by some kids at play

I can feel their laughter so why do I sear?

Oh and twisted thoughts that spin 'round my head

I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning

How quick the sun can drop away

And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass

Of what was everything?

All the pictures have, all been washed in black,

tattooed everything...

All the love gone bad

Turned my world to black

Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll


I hope someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be star,

In somebody else's sky,

But why, why, why

Can't it be, oh can't it be mine?
Pearl Jam
Foto de Ricardo tavares

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